Letras
Leave it on the desk my friend, I'll catch you tomorrow
Jaime says she's over it and rushed out at 4:19
Nothing really bums you out, is what I'm noticing
Even when they've put you down
On Clement, time just fades them out
Like a flood that's on the way when you're feeling dry and phased
But you never said a thing, why not?...
Leave it on the frozen floor, I'll pick it up tomorrow
Just like those times you meant to make me feel undone
But nothing really bums me out unless I'm listening
To the malice of someone else
On Clement, time just fades them out
Like a forecast crass then bent, who the fuck was I in it?
Just a broad stroked sentiment and then a nothing mind...
So I'll go out and try to get to the center of town
And feel like I've never felt in my 30 years of now
I'll call you up and we'll make pretend we're nothing more than thieves
Because I'm trying to get away, get away from me...
I gotta get away from me, like she got away from me, get away from me