High Hopes

Let's go walking in the pouring rain before it turns to acid
Texas Hold Em in the highway lanes before they turn to traffic
I got a ticket for a one way plane and watched Phoenix turn to ashes
Turn to ashes

The crowd was singing High Hopes
Smiling through a broken nose
Dancing on a tightrope
A tightrope
I feel a little less alone

Cut myself while shaving my face just to try and find a new habit
Losing ground we're running in place like a fat man chasing a rabbit
Blood and oil bubbling up on my plate so I smashed it against the granite
I need a new habit

The crowd was singing high hopes
Smiling through a broken nose
Dancing on a tightrope
A tightrope
I feel a little less alone

I can't tell if this is heaven or it's hell
If it's heaven let's buy
If it's hell let's sell