Straightjacket Weather lyrics

Artist	Cadillac Blindside
Album(s)	These Liquid Lungs

Lyrics

I thought you would be, insane at twenty-three. now, I'm that weirdo screaming on the train. you're setting fires inside my head. I'd like to believe you. it's not arson, maybe just a warm goodbye for me. it's cold inside my heart, cold, dark, and crazy. sweater weather for you, and a straightjacket for me. head down, hands tied, dreaming only of you. who can rescue me from this padded room. if I got my mouth on some cyanide, or a shotgun, maybe I'd survive. head down, hands tied, dreaming only of you. who can rescue me from this padded room. and our get-away car is parked outside. I'll ride shotgun, baby, you can drive

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