Miss Delaney

Finally I'm letting go of all my downer thoughts In no time there'll be one less sad robot Looking for a chance to be something more than just metal Now I'm going part time With a film projectionist And she's the vinyl queen From my surfer dream She likes the Beach Boys more than radio metal And she's so good But she's no good for me Miss Delaney What's the matter? You waited by the window I waited by the door Miss Delaney Where's your boyfriend? He isn't up in heaven So why treat him like he's dead? It's not that every day Every day is coming up with the green grass But the time's passed When I think of you Whenever I'm at dinner Finally I've found someone to dull this lonely scene I don't spend my nights searching For earthquakes It's biblical how fucked my sleep can be But she won't sleep with me Miss Delaney What's the matter? You waited by the window… I waited by the door Miss Delaney Where's your boyfriend? He isn't up in heaven So why treat him like he's dead…? From here you can find everthing Arin I Would never lie to you Miss Delaney What's the matter? You waited by the window And I was kicking down your door Miss Delaney Where's your boyfriend…? He isn't up in heaven So why treat him like he's dead?