walked for hours so i can think for a minute   this is a crowded road and i've got a speed limit   drag me out of my bed cos i'm drowning in it   pick up a clean slate and beat me to death with it   and if you scrub it hard enough it might   shine (x3)   going over all the things you said   i carve you out of a tree   to get you out of my head   and all the peace keeping troops are dead   of all my problems you're the best one yet and   if you hate me then sign along the dotted   line (x6)   yeah   let's go to heaven that sounds like fun   let's go scratch yellow paint from the sun   i know it's easier said than done   but i've got a funny feeling that everything is   fine (x6)