Lletres: The Lift. Bury The Lead.

I'm exposed to you like acid rain
buried under all your nuclear waste
sun's in shadows
grass still won't grow
clouds glow green tonight
what's the problem did your promise leak
is it hollow or maybe just too weak
hope the crow flies
through your disguise
straight toward obvious
its so wrong
so right
the scale's off balance in my mind
if i were you
and you were me
would i lie to you like you bury the lead
trust the forecast shows some warming signs
or those dry gulch pirates might reorganize
makes me wonder
who'll feed thunder
when lightning calls a strike
chorus
reassurance throw me out more line
make ugly shiny and i'll bite every time