Fischerspooner

Maybe I could fall
Baby, I could fall apart
To conceal, to protect, to serve and to reject
I'm turning into something
Go all the way to the right
I'm going past, I'm going past, I'm going past the next two lights.
Chorus
Hit the streets
They talk to me
A fickle beast who's nice today
It's such a waste, another day
Such a waste, But it feels great
But it feels great
It feels great
Everything has taken a turn
In disguise as what I want
I can leave her