Me me me the brick house

I know that you couldn't
I know that you wouldn't dare
I won't trust that slippery gold
That's in your hands

I know what we did
And I know that we didn't kiss

And I can ride all over it
All over this mess

I know that I'm
I'm no good
I am no good
I'm no good
You see, I am no good

Stop blowing, the walls won't break, you better
Stop blowing, the walls won't break, you better
Stop blowing, the walls won't break, you better

I know that we couldn't
I know that we wouldn't have
I won't trust that glittering hope
Destructive flare

I know what we did
And I know that we didn't miss

And I can ride all over it
All over this mess

I know that I'm
I'm no good
I am no good
I'm no good
You see, I am no good

These are the chances
The black chances

The eyes are open
I'm afraid
The war is blowing
And there is something to befriend

The anxious drumming
When there is nowhere to begin

Stop blowing, the walls won't break, you better
Stop blowing, the walls won't break, you better
Stop blowing, the walls won't break, you better