And every sentence that I spoke began and ended in ellipses Each of eight fingers gripping what he wrote Clung on tightly, like parenthesis And for each correctly used apostrophe I could feel my heart sink inside my chest in front of me
So, maybe the lining of a winter's coat Mightn't be the best place to hide a summer secret You said every photo that you took that festival Got lost in your camera insurance scam And though underexposed, I could see from the quality His K Records t-shirt and you holding his hand And I know he took you to the beach I can tell from how you bite on your cheek Every time the sand falls from your insoles And when our eyes meet All that I can read is, "You're the B-side"
They say, "It's not what you like, it's what you're like as a person" Well, I need new hobbies, that's one thing for certain "Not what you like, but what you're like as a person" Well, I need new hobbies, that's one thing for certainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
