The Wooden Song

Take me, break me

Tell me a good one and maybe I'll cry

Go with me, show me

Tell me a good one and maybe I'll die

Lately I've been dancing in ceiling fans

Into the kitchen and out the back gate

Well I know it sounds strange but it could be the other way

Round to the ground where I know I must stay

Take me, break me

Tell me a good one and maybe I'll cry

Go with me, show me

Tell me a good one and maybe I'll die

Lately I've been dancing in ceiling fans

Circled in secrets, playing a game

Well I know it sounds strange but it could be the other way

Round to a town where they don't know your name

Together for a while ain't no good