Dear And The Headlights - Talk About lyrics

rate me

You're like a constant crowding consonant I'm a claustrophobic I, I said

We're as comfortable as wool warming naked indifference

Thank god your words have come to rescue me from my sentence

You're like a two stepping tongue on a flesh dance floor your the eulogy I can't avoid anymore

That tumor in my side celebrating malignance

"Surprise I'm moving in I think I've grown on your parents"

You want to talk about all the feeling I'm feeling I'm a passed out priest in an AA meeting

And they're checking my pulse trying to make a decision

I've got those rolled back eyes but nothing's clouding my vision

You're like a knock at the door in the middle of dinner from the friendly registered sex offender

All equipped with a mustache and a windowless van you're telling me how much you've changed

I'm trying to hide the crayons and no you can't come in

I'm like your neighbor's hand on your father's throat "Sweetie go back inside, see this is just for adults"

So adult is what we'll be, domestic violence in denim

Each tumble down the stairs appeals your puff paint addendum

You say I'm like your backpack caught on a chain link fence

But dear I'm a thank you card in the future tense

I'm jumping out of cakes serving divorce papers I'd say I love you too but I'm all out of favors

You want to talk about all the feelings I'm feeling like your chalkboard wrists but I don't tally the meaning

You keep forgetting the plot, let alone the long sleeps

My eyes they only know three words and each is pronounced "Please!?"

And I would walk you home if I could find my crutches

Probably listen more if you didn't talk so much

Why don't you show yourself out how can you cry now, this whole things been such a drought

You want to talk about all the feelings I'm feeling You're like a phone call home after eight long seasons

There's a mail order bride and a baby that's teething

Said the smog it hurts your eyes so on the next tain you're leaving

I'm not certain it's the smog more than the constant grieving

But first you're dropping off the kid and sticking me with the feeding I said Oh god damn it you're so mean

You say I'll loose the Christian crowd if I say things like these

But I've already lost them, I couldn't care less

I guess my path it just got wide so I'll just with you all my narrow best