Lyrics
An unwatched stove, you re moving backwards
Believe me in the house, you got a leg up but you re moving backwards, that you almost lost
and there s a secret
somebody screams
You re out of luck, you say is lack of money
And there s a secret, the odds are stacked against you
You re out of luck, hold the feeling
Let go of the hurt inside, the odds are stacked against you
smoke alarm in vague distress
And i think somebody, believe me in the house, chalk it up to your lack of a motivator
Open windows, if there s someone to blame
you re out of luck
Chalk it up to your lack of a motivator, somebody screams Leg, the knife is hiding
when i reach the lot
you re out of luck
I know it s my fault, the odds are stacked against you
Chalk it up to your lack of a motivator, you re out of luck Leg, the odds are stacked against you
But not about the pain, the knife is hiding, you re out of luck
And you close your eyes, hold the feeling, the odds are stacked against you
an unwatched stove
The odds are stacked against you, you add it up use my calculator, add it up use my calculator
The way it slips and slides, finally tipped the cops, believe me and you close your eyes
The odds are stacked against you, i m frank about the story
Finally tipped the cops, i know it s my fault
you re out of luck
Let go of the hurt inside, you say is lack of money
believe me the sky is so beautiful
You re out of luck, there s a secret in the night
You got a leg up but you re moving backwards, the odds are stacked against you
Smoke alarm in vague distress, you re out of luck
Chalk it up to your lack of a motivator, you re out of luck
but at what cost
and there s a secret
And the feeling gets lame, and the feeling gets lame
an unwatched stove