God damn it Indy, where doesn't it hurt
Spent your whole life spinning
Spent your whole life grinning like some kind of a jerk
You could've blamed it on the singer, he'd take it
You could've blamed it on the sitter, she craved it
Well, god damn it Cindy, where doesn't it hurt
Here. Here. And here
So, you've found a new Niagara of bad news
While sailing up the river of schemes
Playing with an angel in high heels
Sleeping with the devil of dreams
Shakedown Sophia, where doesn't it hurt
Here. Here. And here
The savior comes at you backwards baby
Wounds that never heal
I've been thirsty my whole life
Waiting for the tide to reel me in
Come around and save me. Save me
Come around and save me. Save me
Save me up a little more time
Save me up a little divine
Or throw my shoes up on the line
Save me just a little more time