 (Four, three, two, one)
Don't hide the treasures you've found in a hole in the ground
How 'bout the tree back your house where the owls go
Or in between the attic and the basement
Somewhere it's not dark, dark, dark, dark
Attic in a basement with a knife serrated, I'll protect you
Don't hide the pleasures you've found in your rolling around
Where all the leaves have been swept and the flowers grow
And don't go finding a replacement,
I promise I'll show you heart, heart, heart, heart
Finding replacement with a heart sedated, I'll forget you
And you won't make a sound or be nervous around piles of pictures
So old that that it feels like it is ending
(Four, three, two, one)
Attic in a basement with a knife serrated, I'll protect you
And you shout out loud
And you're bursting with pride
'Cause they don't let you talk
And your heart is finally mending
It's not too late now to change your mind
The grass gets greener when you get to the finish line
An attic in a basement
Attic in a basement
And you won't make a sound or be nervous around piles of pictures
So old that it feels like it is ending
It shouldn't feel like it is ending
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