I sold you for parts, you get what you want
Bet I wanted to, I know who you are
Don't know who you're not, I don't dare ask
Come back, use the stove
We'll make plans in the back of your pickup truck [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/cold_war_kids/cryptomnesia.html ]
Oh, why no one told, she crowns my lips and waits up
Her look of dissent, watching bird's eye
That's when I dropped
And oh, my hands were behaving like maps six five
These rags have been kept, my body is spent
Can't stop and rest, oh no, your comfort blessings, I see it in 3-D
You can't dream so slow, don't check the index for reference
'Cause the sky, Lord give me heads, I search the place for your prince