Phantom Planet

Wishing Well

it cursed us all
on our way home
we pass the sights
like passing stones

and i will never go back there again
the tourists and the army men
the prostitutes this evening
who start to sink under my skin

the dust and sand is what they sell
the flashing lights and ringing bells
our wish as far as i can tell
inside this dried up wishing well

he is the shrieks i am the fear
that yelling man rings in my ears
out of his minhe's my conscience
hour after hour pill after pill
he is my belly ache i've taken so much medicine to kill

i know there's something wrong
cause this night just drags on and on
the clock still says it won't be long
til all your hard earned money's gone

the dust and sand is what they sell
the flashing lights and ringing bells
our wish as far as i can tell
inside this dried up wishing well

and i will never go back there again
the tourists and the army men
the prostitutes this evening
who start to sink under my skin

the dust and sand is what they sell
the flashing lights and ringing bells
our wish as far as i can tell
inside this dried up wishing well