Well, let's think that we are boats What is playing in the shrouds It was short and it was strong Like the air in a shrunken head And all the kids there spread the pieces on the floor By the time they fit together we had forgotten what they were for Pretending like she's beautiful in the pictures I can see But she only fits together, it's more than I can say for me But that's the way it always is Feel like running outside Speaking about bandits Tell your girl when it falls apart It falls apart Yeah, we dressed up like a priest You're always going through the wall Cracking the safe and skipping town Walk' You're always looking for the future Rinsing out the dark Looking for a moral to the story Sound the girl, hop on the run Mary on the gallows dressed like nothing's wrong No funeral, no flowers' But that's the way it always is Feel like running outside Speaking about bandits Tell your girl when it falls apart It falls apart