Lyrics + Structure Intro sweep the dirty stairs, the ones i waited on this is just for me i felt it watching her it happens too fast to make sense of it, make it last it happens too fast to make sense of it, make it last Cello solo Verse where do you intend to go with your dirty dress? lead my skeptic sight to the table and the light it happened too fast to make sense of, make it last it happened too fast to make sense of, make it last Chorus lead my skeptic sight, lead my skeptic sig (xguitar.com)