Gravity, gravity it's pulling me
It's why we get, why we get so lonely
Falling down, falling down the subway

I'm holding you, holding me the trampoline

Gravity gravity it's pulling me

It's why you get, why you get so close to me
Can we call my, my silver storm
So the television screaming at the radio

Oh my God,
The television screaming at the radio!
The television screaming at the radio!


Follow me, follow me my sixteen
Follow me, follow me my everything

You're falling from, falling from the hard ropes
You can hope and you can jump on your TRAMPOLINE
Can we call my, my silver storm

So the television screaming at the radio
Oh my God,
The television screaming at the radio!

The television screaming at the radio!

And I can't breathe,

You are part of thing to me
This plastic bag it flew,
I'm out of love with you

And I can't breathe,
You are part of thing to me
This paper house it grew

Out of love with you
I'm out of love with you


Can we call my, my silver storm
So the television screaming at the radio
Oh my God,

The television screaming at the radio!
Screaming at the radio!
The television screaming at the radio!