Pump Yr Brakes -

Pump your brakes, kid

Leave me alone

Fallen angels over the phone

The bottle’s nearly empty

By the end of the show

You said you wouldn’t leave me But you left me alone

And now I sit here waiting for you, babe

Fire the cannons

I’ll bring them downtown

Call your sister, babe

I’ll pull you around

This is a certain dispostion

That I might have to take

Just follow through the room

I think my bed might break

And now I lay here as she’s going down

Baby oh, oh, oh, oh-oh oh Baby oh, oh, oh, oh I give you visuals

A familiar town

I’ll give you everything

Because you’re mine

Baby oh oh oh oh-oh oh Baby oh oh oh oh