Lock the door and keep the key

Your broken language could never sway me

You must be invisible

You must be on your knees

Pick emotions from a tree

There are places I'd rather be

I don't need broken theories

Don't need out of line beginnings



In time

Running through the finish line

I'm not the only one who can help

I'm down

With the wrongest thing in town

But I won't end up by myself



Twenty-five and wide awake

One good reason to have what it takes

I can settle on this flight

To winter in the summertime

Lock the door and keep the key

There are places I'd rather be

You must be invisible

You must be on your knees



In time

Running through the finish line

I'm not the only one who can help

I'm down

With the wrongest thing in town

But I won't end up by myself