Out of Tune

You can take a load off, baby
Just don't put it on me
I was up too late and I can't quite take what you need
You want faith, love, and happiness
But you take one of three
In a ruthless world if you learn to steal, then it's free

So I say, give me all your tokens and all your cheese
My pre-occupation is all your money
Give me your devotion and conspiracies
My love's pure ambition on what's not funny
Every single second of every single day
I was out of tune when I thought it sounded great
You were off the gates, so I knew that it was fate
A little bit of love to fill out the hate

You can take a load off, baby
Just don't put it on me
Have you figured out what you want your life to be?
Do you want to go out and see what the world's about?
If you think you're good, we can sit inside the tower and just sing
Like ooh

So I say, give me all your paper and all your dreams
My pre-occupations are drugs and money
Feeding our connections and all your dreams
My love's pure ambition on what's not funny
I may have overstepped but I realized way too late
That I was out of tune when I thought it sounded great
Nail me to a car and hang me in it's cage
I want to live art, I crave to seal the fate

Show me all your papers and all your dreams
My pre-occupations are all in money
Feeling your devotion and the seven seas
My love's pure ambition on what's not funny
I'm a man of the world, but never leave the stoops
And I was out of tune when I thought it sounded good
You were off the beat, so I knew that it was fate
A little bit of love to fill out the hate