Crosswords, or What This Says About You
What a silly expression
The news just got real for the new progressives
We wait out the situation
It seems like a thing, you wore a hubcap as a halo
A father grows forgetful
The mother lies in the light of the cable news feed
(I remember all the days)
In the course of your conversation
You make an effort to fight off the sniffles
Can't hear the bass
I can't hear the bass
(There you are the day before)
I'm not playing, i'm not playing
I'm not playing with you
We're not playing, we're not playing
We're not playing with you
(Better than alone)
I lost you somewhere at the airport
You can find me at the Happy Clam
There you are, your way, your, ooh
We're not playing, we're not playing
We're not playing with you
Seems like they used to be much larger
Than they are right now
We're not playing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
In the summer we opened up the windows
The smell of sweet soothing pot smoke was no joke
(In another, didn't know if you wanted to be
You get a view from inside, if you wanted it to be)
We had a view through the fir trees
Oh so unhappy together
You're not singing enough
You're not playing
Stressed out by the lunacy
You're not playing, you're not playing
You're not playing with me
I'm not playing, I'm not playing
I'm not playing
I can't hear the bass
The news just got real for the new progressives
We wait out the situation
It seems like a thing, you wore a hubcap as a halo
A father grows forgetful
The mother lies in the light of the cable news feed
(I remember all the days)
In the course of your conversation
You make an effort to fight off the sniffles
Can't hear the bass
I can't hear the bass
(There you are the day before)
I'm not playing, i'm not playing
I'm not playing with you
We're not playing, we're not playing
We're not playing with you
(Better than alone)
I lost you somewhere at the airport
You can find me at the Happy Clam
There you are, your way, your, ooh
We're not playing, we're not playing
We're not playing with you
Seems like they used to be much larger
Than they are right now
We're not playing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
In the summer we opened up the windows
The smell of sweet soothing pot smoke was no joke
(In another, didn't know if you wanted to be
You get a view from inside, if you wanted it to be)
We had a view through the fir trees
Oh so unhappy together
You're not singing enough
You're not playing
Stressed out by the lunacy
You're not playing, you're not playing
You're not playing with me
I'm not playing, I'm not playing
I'm not playing
I can't hear the bass
Credits
Writer(s): Kurt Wagner, Matthew Mccaughan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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