The Secret Machines - Last Believer, Drop Dead lyrics

I notice you shaking And I can't help but wonder If she won't mind me asking Was she caught in bad weather? If it's something incurable Oh, I think I'd be frightened I start to consider She starts talking about the weather And as we detail these signs Take a mystical pa**age From the book of St. Thomas Who finds the meaning won't die Just give me the deal man as I'm bad with conception I'm a dream enthusiast And a fairy-tale believer I wanna know 'cause I'm always alone I've got a little but it isn't enough And look a little bit further down Who's that man there wearing that thorny crown? Now look a little bit further now I wonder what he'll do When the last believer has dropped dead Now the chattering annoys me But I can't stop her moving She's sitting so close And I can smell her damp sweater I'm a graveyard of hopes And a dump of ambition I'm sitting on the edge of a wading pool, fishing I know it happens and I know I'm okay They say the sun shines on everyone someday And look a little bit further down Who's that man there wearing that thorny crown? Now look a little bit further now I wonder what he'll do When the last believer has dropped dead And look a little bit further down Who's that man there wearing that thorny crown? Now look a little bit further now I wonder what he'll do When the last believer has dropped dead