Delaware

You were right
The ball dropped real hard over night
But in this fugue state, all is fair
Driving home through Delaware
You got close, I got nervous
Paralyzed via human touch though
I'm always happy to have made the service
But sometimes the labor costs too much
Though I thought again
Ya know, to make the exception
To use my body as a tool
And for just a moment in misdirection
I was dangerous and you thought I was
Cool

You were right
The ball dropped real hard last night
Now I'm not punk anymore
Living in Towson, Baltimore I
Call it art, I make you wait, I
I hate this Band and I hate this place
Ah it's this life style that I'm not living
I play the victim and I don't listen I
Lack in patience, just push and sway
When the wind picks up I fly away
But in this fugue state all is fair
Driving home through Delaware

You go?
Oh Delaware'd you go?
Oh Delaware
Oh Delaware'd you go?
Oh Delaware
Oh Delaware'd you go?
Oh Delaware
Oh Delaware'd you go?
No

You were right
You were right
You were right
You were right
You were right
You were right
You were right
You were right
You were right



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Ellin
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