Tag! - Scarves

And you came home, with spray paint on your hands and blood just dripping from

your jeans.

And you fell to the ground and said, «I think they caught me.»

Yeah you said, «I think they caught me.»

You said, «I think there was a camera.»

You said, «I think they, they’re always watching.»

And you used to stay for Jesus,

but now you think someone else always sees us, always barefoot singing 'bout

talkin'.

(Don't know.) And you broke your bones for causes I’m not sure exist.

And with the razor blade you sharpened up a ball point pen, and carved foreign

phrases into your wrist.

And you said, «I think they caught me.»

You said, «I think there was a camera.»

You said, «I think they know, I know they’re watching.»

And now, you’re on the run.

Yet I’m not sure you’re being chased by anyone.

And you said, come with me, and I said okay, 'cause I would follow you,

I’d follow you anywhere.