All the Wrong Pills

maybe we can hack the kinks out
maybe we can knock the lights down
maybe we can drive up to the beach
and drop ourselves into it
maybe we can hack the kinks out
maybe we can burn the block down
maybe we can take them so quickly
they’ll never know what hit them

oh say, how can you see?
I’ve got this other inside me and you’ve got all the good ideas

I am on the road to your room
all the wrong pills in my mood
say the right things and I’ll be free
to like the way you hit me

maybe we can block the roads off
maybe we can hold the whole world
hostage in the strictest sense and
tell them that they won’t commit us
maybe we should cross our hearts and
hope to die in a blaze of ash and
hope our drama will never reach the streets
what a whirlwind would that be

oh say, how can you see?
I’ve got this other inside me and you’ve got all the good ideas