You're a vision of red
I'm a streak of green
And I'm going to move through you
Unbelievable matter
A highway of shattered glass
With a piece of your face here and there
Here and there

Cut from the wreckage
Like Augustus from the throne
Grey eyes roll over
Your eyes roll over
And you know that I've been there
Given the hit and tattooed the bruise
And you know I don't mind
But you know I just don't care
Where the pieces may fall
Here and there

Where the pieces may fall
Here and there

Where the pieces may fall
Here and there

Where the pieces may fall
Here and there