Think it's time to batten down the hatches
To hide the bows and bury all the hatchets
I never thought I could
But now I know I should, it's funny
Kansas City girl in an empty Irish bar, I wonder
Writing down a palindrome for you
Do geese see god, I don't suppose they do
A Toyota is a Toyota
Ah satan sees Natasha, yes he does
I wonder if we ever really change
Forwards we go backwards just the same
Been born a hundred times before
Made the same mistakes before, I know
Kansas City girl in your Kansas City world, I miss you