By the light of a pinball machine
In the suburban houses that I dream
In hospitals and hospices
In the darkest god damn hearts you’ve ever met

I am exported
To another dimension

People keep dying and no one can stop it
People keep dying and no one can stop it
People keep dying and no one can stop it
People keep dying and no one can stop it
Their souls break free of their bodies
We etch their full name on a stone

Ahhhhh
Ohhhhhh

They shoulda sent a poet if they don’t wanna blow it
Well honey this time they did

Ahhhhh
Ohhhhhh

In my car on route 128
In the offices were I negotiate my fate
In the pages of these books I’ll never read
In the corners of a song nobody needs

I am exported
To another dimension
People keep dying and no one can stop it
People keep dying and no one can stop it
People keep dying and no one can stop it
People keep dying and no one can stop it

Are you there god? it’s me.
Are you there god? it’s me, you.