I saw the scene unfold on a rainy Sunday
Creases indicating fold that kept four walls from caving in
I took a little more of what i take for granted
And filled my plate for fear that gears would turn
And wheels would roll away
Something`s got to break you down
Entered the scene (i`m told) on i think it was Monday
You drove straight through and mined that quarry
For all it could bleed `til dry
I took a little more `til i got taken for granted
`cause beautiful boys gave chase
and when they arch your backbone
it`s such a dreadful sight
i`ll react when faces find you
with jealous fits that gag and bind you
`cause nothing hurts like nothing at all
when imagination takes full control
I saw the scene unfold
I saw the scene unfold
I saw the scene unfold
I saw the scene unfold