goodbye desperado

if they hadn''t sucked out all the poison from your veins you''d be dead by now

too late frida kahlo

you could have the power of the phoenix and the flame if you knew just how



come the hour

come the mantra

repeat in defeat with the pots and the pans

walk away

walk on water

they''re young then they''re old then they don''t give a damn



yeah but you

you''re out of control

your babies are changing

you''re out of control



sleepless situation

shaken by the clatter of the clinking on the bars of your private jail

twisted ultimatum

searching for a lifeline or a band aid for your sins in the morning mail



tow the line

floating islands

they''re here and they''re now but they''re oceans away

tie them down

baby lions

you''ll bleed and you''ll plead and you''ll beg them to stay



yeah but you

you''re out of control

your babies are changing

you''re out of control



don''t be afraid now

your cover is blown

don''t shed a tear now

your babies are grown