Joining the Dots

Been tryna think of something colourful

For this season

Pull the wool over the gullible for no reason

You are all I have these days, shake it up and run away

With the night squabbling behind you

From the smoke in your hair to the blood in your bruise

And the bows on the shoes you kicked off

I'm joining the dots

I'm joining the dots

I thought I heard them talking in their sleep yesterday

And I tried but I just can't believe a word they say

Hurry up, they'll be here soon

Sleeping in the afternoon

While the rain is trying to prove a point outside

And from the smoke in your hair to the blood in your bruise

And the bows on the shoes you kicked off

I'm joining the dots

I'm joining the dots

I'm joining the dots

Those people make me cough

Can't the flame come up to the moth for a change

Darling, if it's all the same to you

I'll have you to myself

I'm joining the dots

I'm joining the dots