Flannel

You said that I should get a clue
Well I did, I did, I did, I did
And it was to rid my heart of you
So I did, I did, I did, I did
Exactly what you said I should do
I played the sleuth and I found a clue
But I still can't stop thinking about you

That's standard procedure
You know, you know, you know me
So fuck with my heart at your leisure
That's how it goes, it's been going lately
Said I was the best simultaneously the worst
And best case scenario, I should be cursed
For the rest of my life, for the rest of my life
Well, I feel like I am 'cause I will never have you by my side

So stay warm in that flannel
That I left on your bed
There was no way in hell I could put it on after that
'Cause we were both soaking wet
And I apologize if from time to time
This makes you think of me
But just imagine seeing that stupid shirt
Everytime you fucking breathe
That's how it feels to be me

Your heart has proven to be more of a maze
In construction season in the Heritage Hill one-ways
For someone who's not from Grand Rapids on their very first days
Me? I paid attention on my late night skates
And when I was driving around in my van and how my best friend
Who lived here his whole life
Told me I know the city better than him
He said, "Ty, it's like the back of your hand"
I said, "Alec, I'd trade it in a heartbeat for the backbone of a man"
I had to change my way home from work 'cause I couldn't even stand to
Drive by her, and see her on her front lawn, with her bikini on getting a tan
So here's the thing
I don't need Fountain or Union Street
For anything except Martha's Vineyard and the bakery so
I'll just take the back of Michigan Hill down
Eastern around and follow Lion all the way there 'cause this is what I found
Life, may or may not be about finding true love
But, it's certainly not about begging for it from someone so
I'll keep doing the things that I do
Like late nights, fat blunts, pizza pies with my crew
Driving home from whatever bar's half-off after two
While I'm blasting my favorite tunes and
Seeing my favorite local bands at whatever venues
While you keep doing the things that you do, like shifting blame, and twisting truth
And making absolutely positively certain everybody in the room knows
The victim had to be you

I'll keep doing the things that I do
And I'll find someone who wants me like I wanted you

So sing along at a show this weekend
Act a fool, get drunk with these friends, that you love
Someone somewhere said all good things end
So what in my mind made me think this time would be different



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Writer(s): The Cardboard Swords
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