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