Grant Lee Buffalo - Fuzzy

Bring me home to this house of many days
Just lay me on the floor, hard and cool as slate
You know I love it more and more than before I ran away
It triggers off so many hurts, hurtful words and broken plates

I lied to
Now I'm fuzzy
I've been lied to

All in all the world is small enough for both of us
To meet upon the interstate, waiting on a train
And just when those big arms lift up
Fall in love with no time to say it

I've been lied to
Now I'm fuzzy
I would have liked to
Now I'm fuzzy, fuzzy now

Here we are in our car, driving down the street
We're looking for a place to stop, have a bite to eat
We hunger for a bit of faith to replace the fear
We water like a dead bouquet, does no good
Does it, dear?

I lied to
I'm fuzzy
We've been lied to
Now I'm fuzzy, fuzzy now
Lied to, ooh