[Verse 1] Red letters on the dashboard oh what a gap They pursue us to the deep end and then depart Watch as the cracks in the wall feel pain   For only patterns on a snake’s back give us genuine fear [Chorus] And I cannot lie faces drop into the fire I get by all the time on a shelf above the door And it shouldn’t be clear but it’s not for me to decide It’s a delicate degree It’s a number I can see              [Verse 2] Could prison cells be in my brain For they’re safe inside the cover of a dirty face And everybody finds a college graduate with joy While I’m happy just sipping tonic water with lemon and lime [Chorus] And I cannot lie faces drop into the fire I get by all the time on a shelf above the door And it shouldn’t be clear but it’s not for me to decide It’s a delicate degree It’s a number I can see                            [Verse 3] You sit at home up late at night When it’s beginning to arrive And honestly I don’t see the need for any routines I’m all out of sink I cover my cuts And hope they are fixed before I get hurt again      [Verse 4] And all this ground beneath my feet Has decided not to crumble into the sea I walked in a house it smelt of paint And the ceiling it has no trouble with me