Lyrics Hospitals - Shiny Wet Machine

Hospitals

I’m waiting for something, waiting for no one
Waiting for someone quite like you
And I got a question, do you wanna kill time?
In aisle 3 with frozen food
Is this the high life?
'Cause we’re fucking low class
With BB guns and canvas shoes
Sleep on a mattress, I’ll sleep on concrete
As long as I am next to you
Tell me how to believe in you, oh God
I think this is an emergency
You’re my surgeon and I’m the patient
Rip my heart out and show me the way, baby
You’re a psycho rebel, a fucked up prom king
You got a cold inside your head
But if you let me, I’ll treat you better
Then all your exes ever did
So let’s buy a mansion when we get money
We’ll live on soda pop and grease
'Cause you could never pay with your chump change
For the American dream
Tell me how to believe in you, oh God
I think this is an emergency
You’re my surgeon and I’m the patient
Rip my heart out and show me the way, baby
Hospitals, hospitals, hospitals
Hospitals, hospitals, hospitals
Hospitals, hospitals, hospitals
Hospitals, hospitals