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 I think I'd be frightened
I start to consider, she starts talking about the weather

And as we detail things science take a mystical passage
From the book of St. Thomas who finds the meaning won't die
Just give me the deal man I'm bad with conception
I'm a dream enthusiast and a fairytale 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 damned 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