"Shallow Doses" lyrics

Who'd have thought you'd turn both barrels to the crown?
Error shown, my case is blown
What a psych

It's not funny
You gave poison away for free
But hey, it drew a long, long line

Take my hands, turned into a steeple again
Into a steeple
Stare
Hide

Invoice the crash
You got me thinking, "fuck a second chance"
Distancing will do the job just fine

Here's a heart attack in the van
Here's a tangled up chord and a mic stand

Lay your hands on me
A tempo I can see
Twenty-four ribs create a seam
No debate
If you're the captain, then regulate
Yes men away, tell me it's OK

Do you want to argue faith?
My best advice is you'd better learn to wait
This one might take some time

Here's a huge gap in the map
A tangled up tie on a business man

OK, cool down. I love this song
Turn the radio clockwise
I listed off some random facts about some random guy
Life goes on, right or wrong
Now I'm wondering again if I got a little bit too pissed
When I dealt the laundry list

Here's a heart attack, a full grown man
A tangled up cable on a dim lamp

It goes both ways, that's safe to say
Damn, it does take it's time to clarify
But I will say this
You must admit
There is no quick fix when poisons in the line

Eyes get tired
Eyes get weird
And I've seen it all wrong
But my eyes don't do the thinking on the run
But I never derived pleasure
From causing you any harm