Whistling

I can count angles flying on by...
I can count clouds up high in the sky
I can go back-wards floating down through
Swirls that fly up and I gotta get used to

Get yourself off take a left at third and go
I will be there just as soon as I can
Look inside me
Or look in your evil
Turn on the redgrave I'm waiting on you

You're tearing me apart my friend
You're bringing me down over and over again
You hurt my soul
And you wrecked my world
You're bringing me down, over a friend

Get yourself off
Get yourself off
I'll be there just as soon as I can

You're tearing me apart my friend
You're bringing me down over and over again
You hurt my soul
And wrecked my world
You're bringing me down over a friend