He wakes up in the morning Does his teeth bite to eat and hes rolling Never changes a thing The weekends the week begins She thinks We look at each other Wondering what the other is thinking But we never say a thing And these crimes between us grow deeper Take these chances Place them in a box until a quieter time Lights down you up and die Goes to visit his mommy She feeds him well his concerns he forgets them And remembers being small Playing under the Table and Dreaming Take these chances Place them in a box until a quieter time Lights down you up and die Driving along this highway All these card end upon the sidewalk People in every direction No words exchanged No time to exchange When all the little ants are marching Red and black antenna waving They all do it the same They all do it the same way... Yeah Candyman tempting the thoughts of a sweettooth Tortured with a weightloss program Cutting the corners Loose end, loose end, cut cut On the fence cannot to offend, cut cut, cut cut Take these chances Place them in a box until a quieter time Lights down you up and die Lights down you up and die