(+) Smoking Section
Sometimes I sit in the smoking section
Hoping one rogue spark will land
In my direction
And when you stomp me out
I scream and I'll shout
Let it happen let it happen let it happen
And sometimes I feel like an inland ocean
Too big to be a lake
Too small to be an attraction
And when you wander in
And start to flail a bit
I let it happen let it happen let it happen
Sometimes I stand with a pistol in hand
I fire at the grass just to scare you right back
And when you won't run
I'm mad but I succumb
Let it happen let it happen let it happen
And sometimes I go to the edge of my roof
And I think I'll jump just to punish you
And if I should float on the taxis below
No one will notice no one will know
And then I think
'What could be better than love
Than love than love?'
And then I think
'What could be better than love
Than love than love?'
It's not the end it's not the end
It's not the end it's not the end
It's not the end it's not the end
It's not the end it's not the end