Tell Everyone We’re Dead

Caught without people or drink I don't know what else to think
But I'm going to grow wings and sing
"amen, I'm checking out."
So withdrawing within the drawing room, drawing you
And remember my memory was a mess when we'd undress near the dresser together
And you'd take me apart
But then I'd say
"storms are born really far away somewhere west of LA"
Where birds have kids like crazy
Seagulls and turtledoves
So remember we'd tell everyone to tell everyone we are dead
And come right now sugar and water will put me down
That's all right
I know