Living in an Abandoned Firehouse with You

You're in your own little world: an expensive birdcage;

Like a plastic baby in a Faberge egg

I saw you today at the Cafe Blase

And thought of the nights when we had fire fights

Nameless seaside ghost town...

That's where I go when I see the moon

Living in an abandoned firehouse with you

You're in your own little head in a field of sunflowers

And there's blood in your mouth and there's rats all over town

Take me out to the beach and I'll tell you my secret name

Take me under the sea and we'll derail the trains

Let's run away into the caves I still love you I still love you baby

You're in your own little box with ribbons in your hair

And there's dust in your mouth and worms in the air

Hideous city of unknown words...

That's where I live when I go to sleep

In an abandoned firehouse with you.