About

I got lost in a crowd now I'm sinking
'Cause the sight of your face left me weak
Now I'm chasing a town at the border
With my tongue stuck to my cheek

Spent an hour last night with my brother
Shoot the shit with a gun, don't be cheap
And I wonder if I could get older
But not yet, just give me a week

No a month, no a beer would be nice
While I shovel the ice
Though I love how it breaks
I still hate how it takes
So much longer to thaw
Than to freeze, kill the bees
Scrape my knees
Ride my bike
Lose my keys in the dirt
Maybe everything's fixed, nothing's broken
All the doors and the lights in the hall
And I'm hoping that I could just lay here
And I'm hoping that you could just lay here

'Cause Monday, I'll be leaving for an hour or two
You've got your big TV in the living room (living room)
If I talk about you, then I talk about you
But I can't, and I won't

I know everything there is to know about you
I know your favorite song from 2002 (2002)
If I talk about you, then I talk about you
But I can't, and I won't

If I talk about you, then I talk about you
But I can't, and I won't

If I talk about you, then I talk about you
But I can't, and I won't



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Doherty
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