Cross Your Fingers


I live way out, where the sun falls off of the ocean
I live far out, working on breaking the third law of motion
But I'm stuck in all this commotion

Honey I've been taking notes, and I don't have anything to say
I know its water that it holds, but I can feel it starting to sink

Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
We walk slowly
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Hand in hand we sing
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Say it's for always, cause I belong to you, and you to me

I live along the line that separates swimming from sinking
I live all the time in between sober and drinking
What happened to logical thinking

Honey I've been taking notes, and I don't have anything to say
I know its water that it holds, but I can feel it starting to sink

I live in Times Square, and I'm caught between Chelsea and Broadway
We can do this the easy or hard way