Caricatures of your wrecking ball gown In my mind, all the time I wanna be in that, damsel patterned alley Where you go, for a smoke And sorrow slow dances The phones are lining up Taking no chances Close but never close enough Been watching cowboy films, on gloomy afternoons Tinting the solitude Put on your dancing shoes And show me what to do I know you've got the moves All my own stunts High noon changed it's tune Linking arms, synking hearts And sorrow slow dances Around the edges of her eyes Taking no chances The last one out, to win a prize Been watching cowboy films, on gloomy afternoons Tinting the solitude Put on your dancing shoes And show me what to do I know you've got the moves Wooah (4x) "coz I'm from high green, I'm from high green"
