This won t be the last you ll hear from me: it s just the start.
I hope that he keeps you up for weeks like you did to me.

I will hold a candle up to you to singe your skin.
Brace yourself: I m bent with bitterness. I can t forsee.

When your apologies fail to ring true
(you re) so slick with that sarcastic slew
of phrases like "i thought you knew"
while keeping me in hot pursuit.

Tracing the plot finds
skin touching skin
(absence follows).

In the endI win every time as ink remains.
Sour tastes prevail as you play back the tape machine.

When your apologies fail to ring true
(you re) so slick with that sarcastic slew
of phrases like "i thought you knew"
while keeping me in such hot pursuit.

Tracing the plot finds
skin touching skin
(absence follows).

- Back to the Songs of the Album We Have The Facts And We Re Voting Yes

- Back to the Death Cab For Cutie's Albums