Cannonball

© 2017, Rebecca Loebe & Ashley Mcbryde. All rights reserved.

I’ll paint a face on top of my face before we go out
Toe off the edge heel off the ledge follow me down
I’ll take your name, I’ll share the blame, I’ll curl into the fall
Cannonball

I’ll pull my knees up to my chin, give it a go
You mow the yard, I’ll wash the car it’s all for show
Beneath the hood nothing is good as we thought it would be
The damage done is hidden from each other perfectly

I wanna scream, I wanna claw
Tonight a fight or a flight beats nothing at all
You get a warning shot, then it’s your call
I’m gonna blow right through these walls
Cannonball

I put my lips on top of your lips every night
Tell me that this is good as gets doesn’t seem right
My bags are packed the hammer’s back, I gotta let it fall

I wanna scream, I wanna claw
Tonight a fight or a flight beats nothing at all
You get a warning shot, then it’s your call
I’m gonna fly right through these walls
Cannonball

When you were a kid did you ever wish
You were somebody else
Summertime games with the neighborhood gangs,
So sure of themselves
Scared to death you just held your breath
And close your eyes that’s all
Cannonball