Candle is blue, could see me through

 I'm colorblind

 You tell me it's blue, I'm a believer

 That's why I'm blind

 

 Live on the freeway, listen to signs

 And we drive by fields

 Be a believer, believe everything

 You'll be right half the time

 

 Candle is waxing, takes my apartment

 Now bask in its magic

 All of the firefighters put out my fires

 Took all my matches

 

 Staying up later, waking up old

 And I'm leaving her never

 Ordering in all friends and lovers

 And we're making our weather with a lone lifeboat

 

 I'm tired of fighting, so I'll demolish

 That's the way

 Some make exhaustion a mode of expression

 And that's the way

 

 I'm just a question, knowing my answer

 Hope I'm wrong

 I know the answer, it's four in the morning

 I'm right again, I'm Chinatown

 

 Now in a hurry, running up urgent

 To get home to doc

 Was my miss mistress, messed up my mattress

 I missed the catch

 

 Last of the pictures, catfish done hunting

 Hairy lung

 Most of the killers never get famous

 And it's hard on everyone

 

 I'm tired of fighting

 I'm tired of fighting

 I'm tired of fighting

 I'm tired of fighting

 

 I'm tired of fighting so I'll demolish

 That's the way

 Some make exhaustion a mode of expression

 And that's the way

 

 I'm just a question, knowing my answer

 Hope I'm wrong

 I know the answer, it's four in the morning

 I'm right again, I'm Chinatown