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Whoa oh oh oh.
Whoa oh oh oh.
A penny for your thoughts but a dollar for your insight,
Or a fortune for your disaster.
And I'm just a painter and I'm drawing a blank.

We only want to sing you to sleep,
In your bedroom speakers, whoa.
We need umbrellas on the inside.
Get me just right.

They say quitters never win,
But we walk the plank on a sinking ship.
There's a world outside of my front door,
That gets off on being down.

Oh oh oh oh.

I could learn to pity fools as I'm the worst of all.
And I can't stop feeling sorry for myself.
Whoa.

We only want to sing you to sleep,
In your bedroom speakers, whoa.
We need umbrellas on the inside.
Get us right.

They say quitters never win,
But we walk the plank on a sinking ship.
There's a world outside of my front door,
That gets off on being down.
They say quitters never win,
But we walk the plank on a sinking ship.
There's a world outside of my front door,
That gets off on being down.

We only want to sing you to sleep.
(Your bedroom speakers, whoa.)
We only want to sing you to sleep.

They say quitters never win,
But we walk the plank on a sinking ship.
There's a world outside of my front door,
That gets off on being down.
They say quitters never win,
But we walk the plank and we walk the plank.
There's a world outside of my front door,
That gets off on being down.

We're broken down on memory lane.
We're alone together, we're alone. (Woah.)
We're broken down on memory lane.
We're alone together, we're alone.