Know I'd never want
To hold it against you
For being one of those desperate, beautiful people
But the water's at my knees
Cross rivers and drown with me
In all honesty Chelsea
It's just that I miss you
But not quite brave enough to admit to
That each stroke was like a scalpel
The closer you got to the truth
And if I'd dazzled and compelled
With my control of the language
We'd be in Hollywood or stepping on stages
Keeping each other alone
Otherwise staying alive
Chelsea, Chelsea
Sing with me
Rearrange the alphabet until we can't find the end with certainty
Chelsea, Chelsea
There's things I'd like to believe
Like some heaven for you and for me
Forever for you and for me
Children to our mothers
No one gets ripped off like the out-of-towners
If I died choking on my vomit in a gas station bathroom
I don't think I could ever forgive God
Crossed my legs when the shadow of the cross
Crossed our path and crawled into the docks
Threatened in its breadth something ancient and distressed
Behemoth and leviathan
Scott it's all to say
You are not the man anyone needs today
To plumb the darkness and depths of the mess we've created
And if I had my way it would be Margaret McRae
Delighting in fantasy and dancing on your tables
It's gonna be a long time
Why is it always such a long time?
It's gonna be a long time
Why is it always such a long time?
It's gonna be a long time
Why is it always such a long time?