Pocket Knives

We carved our names into porches with dull pocket knives
She's giving hugs, giving handshakes, just to feel a little bit nice
Went by the book, went by the pages, by the lettering
Written by hand, just for you
I hope it help you feel a little bit of something

What if we told you the truth
We never knew where we were going
What if the world that we knew
Was just in our imagination

You ran away, ran round the corner, 'cause you told a lie
You got a cigarette burn, and you spilled some wine that night
Then all those lies you told, they come crying out your eyes
You know I never cared, so let's go on and burn, into the skies

What if we told you the truth
We never knew where we were going
What if the world that we knew
Was just in our imagination



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Fitzgerald
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