I had a false belief I thought I came here to stay We're all just visiting All just breaking like waves The oceans made me, but who came up with love? Push me, pull me, push me, or pull me out Push me, pull me, or pull me out
So if there were no angels, would there be no sin? You better stop me before I begin But let me say: if I behave, can you arrange a spacious hole in the ground Somewhere nice, make it nice Where the land meets high tide Push me, pull me, or pull me out Push me, pull me
Like a cloud dropping rain I'm discarding all thought I'll dry up, leaving puddles on the ground I'm like an opening band for the sun Push me, pull me I've had enough, said enough, felt enough, I'm fine, still in it
