Go Nowhere
Say all the obvious observations and half-assed puns
I'll sit outside and smoke, tap on the table and laugh at your jokes
I can be patient can be careful. I can be less than a handful
One day you'll have a pretty picture of me up on your mantle
Lackluster living rooms, black in the carpets and come over soon
Two screens and one dim lamp eyes looking between your face and your lap
Sometimes I worry, fingers shaking can't feel my body
Wrapped up in mania
I pace the house, I need a hobby
But all the cars go nowhere
The headlights pass my window
All the ghosts in the houses
Were just like me but now their voices echo
Say it's all understood, wish I could focus and know that I should
You're on the telephone batting your lashes and zipping your coat
And then I'm walking home it's pouring and my roommate's smiling
He lights a candle and I wonder if it's saying something
But all the cars go nowhere
The headlights pass my window
Motors just like heartbeats
And mine is ready it pounds heavy let me go
This machine is pretty 'til it gets on the road and perfect in the showroom
Creaky when you set in it motion
Spit-shined, designed for comfort I try to soul search but
Nobody can give me those answers
My sea legs finally hold me but I'm standing lonely
It's not exactly what I was hoping for
I still can't swim but all I see's an ocean
I'll sit outside and smoke, tap on the table and laugh at your jokes
I can be patient can be careful. I can be less than a handful
One day you'll have a pretty picture of me up on your mantle
Lackluster living rooms, black in the carpets and come over soon
Two screens and one dim lamp eyes looking between your face and your lap
Sometimes I worry, fingers shaking can't feel my body
Wrapped up in mania
I pace the house, I need a hobby
But all the cars go nowhere
The headlights pass my window
All the ghosts in the houses
Were just like me but now their voices echo
Say it's all understood, wish I could focus and know that I should
You're on the telephone batting your lashes and zipping your coat
And then I'm walking home it's pouring and my roommate's smiling
He lights a candle and I wonder if it's saying something
But all the cars go nowhere
The headlights pass my window
Motors just like heartbeats
And mine is ready it pounds heavy let me go
This machine is pretty 'til it gets on the road and perfect in the showroom
Creaky when you set in it motion
Spit-shined, designed for comfort I try to soul search but
Nobody can give me those answers
My sea legs finally hold me but I'm standing lonely
It's not exactly what I was hoping for
I still can't swim but all I see's an ocean
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Writer(s): Jackson Hales
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