Limegreen

Well it's hard to make a living when the world is this small

I've never been like this before, you know

Anna crawled out of the mess that you left on the floor

A seven-ton rabbit stomped his feet and hear he roared

Fall down the side like items on a bed

You never listened to a word I said he calls

He calls

So you threw me in the basement and away you put a key

A printers jammed open and the office shut at three

Ever-gleaming lime-green meets upon the glowing trees

Anna never felt like I've met death before