What has become of us?
Chasing the avalanche down
Watching the world on TV
There must be something better on

Shotgun
// Is for putting in your mouth, babe
In a world as upside down as this one
Pretty patterns on the wall
// You send mother
// She goes screamin' down the hall, babe
Baby, yeah, oh
Talk to me, talk to me, girl
All you gotta do is say a word, baby
// I always tried savin' you and you run
No way that I can bring you back
No way that I can bring you down
Oh roll, oh roll, oh roll, yeah
I'm dreaming, dreaming you're here now

And what has become of us?
Chasing the avalanche down
And watching the world on TV
I say that it's coming up
Everything does, down in my hole, say
But I wanna know
If you could get up and talk to me, girl
There must be some better way
We will, oh, try our best before
It gets the best of us, you know
The light, somehow think we all gotta wear

Shotgun
// You know broke me - I'm asleep
// There something tha was deeply
Hidden in the sand
Lock it away inside myself, myself, myself
I thought I could wait it out, wait it out
But no
It's tricky not to see you
It's tricky not to see you, love
Talk to me, talk to me, yeah
// I thought I will
Oh with you back

What has become of us?
Chasing the avalanche down
Watching the world on TV
There must be something better on