Back when I was a more s**ist boy
I used to believe that only girls would remember dates
Like when they first stayed around the other person's house
Now it is the fourth of August
I am holding you so awkward
Don't know what to do with myself
My arms, my legs or anything else
Lying so quiet for so long
So quiet for so long
So quiet for so long
Half the cars have their lights on
And now I still recall every day
A fragile friend who is hurt again
As impatiens burst and find their line
I sneeze whenever I look at the light
Now it is the fourth of August
I am holding you so awkward
With nothing to feel guilty for
Except the things we've done and said and thought
There will be time to give a reason
But for now we are dreaming
There will be time to find the failing
Build them up 'till the overtake us
And they live in our room
By the cactuses I think
Lying so quiet for so long
So quiet for so long
So quiet for so long
Half the cars have their lights on
So quiet for so long
So tired of getting it wrong
So quiet for so long
Half the cars have their lights on