Too Hopeful - Defenestration

Then crying, my eyes fall out and dangle on a string

My grasp stinks and the fun is yous as long as i’m in

I’ll get out but it needs more than big tender shouts

When i’m free we can get it on with bitter honey

I’ll try i’ll cry I buy Get away from you

You tell love hell nice smell and it’s with her now

A pick up truck in luck that you’ve got me now

In time we’re fine drink wine cos im rid of her

I will get out and you will phone

When i get out where is my home

I’ll try get away from you.