White Denim It's Him!
Well then you've got it all now
And we hardly blinked our eyes
And it's all making such sense now
It won't need to tell us why
You came here in the first place
And it's nothing like what you thought it'd be
You can have it any way that you might want it
And you'll see
Think of it in the mob's hands
And think of it in the park
Try not to get your mind wandering
Around it in the dark
You can think of it a little
You can think of it a lot
We'll see
It's him
And it's been
So long
Can't wait to get home
And then what now?
Look at you
You crooked loose
You talk through
What you think is gonna happen next time
You look slim
For being where you've been
But then again
But then again
It's been so high
High
