I′m Devoted To A Statue
I'm Dancing With The Devil On The Lower East Side
I′m Out Past My CurfewSwimming In A River Of Tequila Lime
I Don't Wanna Cry Again
I Talk But He's Not Listening
I′m Devoted To An Image
Two Dimensional Rocket-man

Into The Atmosphere
He Takes Me Higher Than I′ve Ever Been
Above The Lightning Sky
And Then Back Down Again

I Feel Deserted
Sometimes I Wonder If I Fall
Cause I Deserve It
He's Pulling Down On Me
But I Will Bear The Burden
Nobody Understands
Why I Still Hold His Hand
In The Crashland

Now We′re Crossing The Brooklyn
In The Back Of A Car That I Can't Afford
Kiss Him Like Nobody′s Looking
In An Hour Or Two We'll Be Caught In A Storm
And I Don′t Wanna Cry Again
But He Hates All Of My Best Friends
So I'm Choking On The Sunset
Holding Heaven When The Sky Is Torn

Into The Atmosphere
He Takes Me Higher Than I've Ever Been
Above The Lightning Sky
And Then Back Down Again

I Feel Deserted
Sometimes I Wonder If I Fall
Cause I Deserve It
He′s Pulling Down On Me
But I Will Bear The Burden
Nobody Understands
Why I Still Hold His Hand
In The Crashland

I Feel Deserted
Sometimes I Wonder If I Fall
Cause I Deserve It
He′s Pulling Down On Me
But I Will Bear The Burden
Nobody Understands
Why I Still Hold His Hand
In The Crashland