Come Over

I'm in the business

Of losing your interest

And I turn a profit

Each time that we speak

Don't you know there's a coffin

Buried under the garden

Was there when we got here

Will be there when we leave

And my house was designed

To kinda look like it's crying

The eyes are the windows

The garage is the mouth

So when they mention the sad kid

In a sad house on Balch Street

You won't have to guess who they're speaking about

Come over

Come over

I'm in the process of clearing out cobwebs

I was taking the wrong meds

It feels good to be sad

And my house is just barely big enough for my family

But it feels like a fortress

When the weather gets bad

And my mouth was designed for my foot to fit in it

Oh, the words they went missing

When the stock market crashed

And the Dow Jones keeps falling

But I promise you darling

With the view in the morning

You won't ever go back

Come over

Come over

Come over

Come over

I know that it ain't much

I know that it ain't cool

Oh, you don't have to tell

The other kids at school

My dad'll strike it rich

We'll be the big house on the block

Someday I'm gonna be

Somebody people want

But I'm in the business

Of losing your interest

And I turn a profit

Each time that we speak

Don't you know there's a coffin

Buried under the garden

Was there when we got here

Will be there when we leave