Suburban Legend
I took the long way home
All the back roads and side streets we used to own
It's nights like this
That keep me down so low
You wouldn't dare to come around
Well, I forgot
You're a "legend" in this town
I should really watch what I say when you're around
What's it matter if I'm all alone
Sell me out
Get your shit
And head home
A shallow grave you swallowed us whole
It's easy to lie with your hands to your back
Crossing your fingers
And molding the facts
It's harder to breathe with your hands on my throat
Crossing your heart
And praying for ghosts
Slip into my sleep again
I set the locks
You snuck your way in
How dare I dare forget
You were always the cause of this
Just let me go
Let me grieve on my own
You can visit my sleep but not answer your phone?
Two years, too cool
Too late, too soon
Too afraid to feel alone in a big busy room
What's it matter if I'm all alone
Sell me out
Get your shit
And head home
A shallow grave you swallowed us whole
It's easy to lie with your hands to your back
Crossing your fingers
And molding the facts
It's harder to breathe with your hands on my throat
Crossing your heart
And praying for ghosts
All the back roads and side streets we used to own
It's nights like this
That keep me down so low
You wouldn't dare to come around
Well, I forgot
You're a "legend" in this town
I should really watch what I say when you're around
What's it matter if I'm all alone
Sell me out
Get your shit
And head home
A shallow grave you swallowed us whole
It's easy to lie with your hands to your back
Crossing your fingers
And molding the facts
It's harder to breathe with your hands on my throat
Crossing your heart
And praying for ghosts
Slip into my sleep again
I set the locks
You snuck your way in
How dare I dare forget
You were always the cause of this
Just let me go
Let me grieve on my own
You can visit my sleep but not answer your phone?
Two years, too cool
Too late, too soon
Too afraid to feel alone in a big busy room
What's it matter if I'm all alone
Sell me out
Get your shit
And head home
A shallow grave you swallowed us whole
It's easy to lie with your hands to your back
Crossing your fingers
And molding the facts
It's harder to breathe with your hands on my throat
Crossing your heart
And praying for ghosts
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