Bryde Handstands
I didn't know which way was up
Which way was down
Handstands and cartwheels on the bed
Just to taint us from running
You can try if you want to
Try holding your breath
But you deny what you want
And you're just fooling yourself
Both of my hands are on the wheel
You watch the road
Trashed all the maps along the way
But I know the places you need to go
You cry if you want to
You can smile
You can lie
But you deny what you want
And it'll keep coming back
Glued to the floor
I'm not sure why I'm here
There's a sign on your door
Sayin' no nobody's in
But I'm in the mood for lovin' you
Like I used to
Cut glass and gravel underfoot
But we find our flow
Handstands and somersaults
Ahead as the feeling come and go
And you can try if you want to
Try and keep in all down
But you deny that it hurts
And it'll keep coming 'round
Glued to the floor
I'm not sure why I'm here
There's a sign on your door
Sayin' no nobody's in
But I'm in the mood for lovin' you
Like I used to
