Trying to save it but it doesn't come off the rock
Trying to build a wall that is high enough
It's all boiling over,
All boiling over.
Trying to save your house
Trying to save your songs
Trying to run
But it follows you up the hill
It's all boiling over
All boiling over
Your little voice
Your little voice
No more conversation
No more conversation
You should have took me out when you had the chance
You should have took me out when you had the chance
All the rooms were numbered
And the losers turned away
Don't turn away
