Pump Yr Brakes

Pump your brakes, kid

Leave me alone

Fallen angels over the phone

The bottle's nearly empty 

By the end of the show

You said you wouldn't leave me

But you left me alone

And now I sit here waiting for you, babe



Fire the cannons

I'll bring them downtown

Call your sister, babe

I'll pull you around

This is a certain dispostion

That I might have to take

Just follow through the room

I think my bed might break

And now I lay here as she's going down



Baby oh, oh, oh, oh-oh oh

Baby oh, oh, oh, oh



I give you visuals

A familiar town

I'll give you everything

Because you're mine



Baby oh oh oh oh-oh oh

Baby oh oh oh oh