Kitchen Fork

Wake from a dream where I was stuck losing my teeth
Lucky for me it was all fake or not what it seemed
Where, oh where do we go next
Haunted pillow beneath my head?

Where does it go?
Where does it go?
Where does it go?
Where does it go?

Pick out her heart with a kitchen fork
Pin down her arms
Wake from the scar still feeling sick
Where did it get started?
Where, oh where did this come from?
Oh my God, my head's a gun
I let myself go
I let myself go
I let myself go
I let myself go

Whos' that kid
Who's wake each night?
Takes me on these wretched rides
Once I flew above the cars
And the wind blew gratitude through my heart
I let it all go
I let it all go
I let it all go

Save us from our own two heads
Can I keep just one and ditch the rest?