作词 : Gibbard
Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth that touched the lead
to the pages of yout manuscript.
I took my thumb off the concrete
and saved up all my strength
to hammer pillars for a picket fence.
It wasn't quiet what it seemed...
a lack of pleasantries my able body isn't what it used to be.
I must admist i was charmed
by your advances your advantage left me helplessly into you.
Talking how the group had begun to splinter
and i could taste your lipstick on the filter
...
I tried my best to keep my distance
from your dress but call-response
overturns conviction every time.
My memory cannot recall...
a wave of alcohol we shared a cigarette
and shaved the hours off.
...
Lushing with the hallway concregation,
my best judgement signed its resignation.
I rushed this.
We moved too fast,
tripped into the guestroom
I rushed this.
We moved too fast,
tripped into the guestroom