The space around our carved hearts
Is littered with, evidence
Evidence of time well spent
(Chase the dragon, drag the nail again.)
We let it be till someone else looks in,
And then it`s out the door
Its in the street again, blinds open
Evidence of time well spent
(Boxing with bayonets yeah)
Afraid someone will see just where we`ve been
If that`s the best that I could get then I don`t know
I can`t stand to bite my tongue.
It`s ok, meant to be, it`s all right,
I`m spent, still, sort of
Yeah, sort of...
I can`t keep these track-lines off y our soul
I`m still breaking limbs in this, this wonder
We used our teeth to paint,
Down these halls.
I`m giving up on us.
Is littered with, evidence
Evidence of time well spent
(Chase the dragon, drag the nail again.)
We let it be till someone else looks in,
And then it`s out the door
Its in the street again, blinds open
Evidence of time well spent
(Boxing with bayonets yeah)
Afraid someone will see just where we`ve been
If that`s the best that I could get then I don`t know
I can`t stand to bite my tongue.
It`s ok, meant to be, it`s all right,
I`m spent, still, sort of
Yeah, sort of...
I can`t keep these track-lines off y our soul
I`m still breaking limbs in this, this wonder
We used our teeth to paint,
Down these halls.
I`m giving up on us.
We built this town Bitter lips like cigarettes Given all she s got to give I m feeling worse cause its N...
She kept me inside Long enough to hear her teeth click shut You re charming in a washed out sort of way A cheap...
Rejoice mothers you re the mothers of martyrs We re proud to report your sons kiss ju...
I drink your arms like wine Not mine cause I m not looking You judge life by pills on your bedside If there is a...
Somewhere there is a spouse Sitting on the window pane She sings salt and sea bring him home to me Where ...
The Tennessee promise still loves the Texas lie The light was green 9 50 like your ey...
We awake and face a new day for nothing As bitter as the rope around our necks we hang Lofty from the h...
It s when I m not looking That I must fleet these blows Like one arms afire But the others not...
