Trying to save it but it doesn't come off the rock

Trying to build a wall that is high enough



It's all boiling over,

All boiling over.



Trying to save your house

Trying to save your songs

Trying to run

But it follows you up the hill



It's all boiling over

All boiling over

Your little voice

Your little voice



No more conversation

No more conversation

You should have took me out when you had the chance

You should have took me out when you had the chance

All the rooms were numbered

And the losers turned away

Don't turn away