Let's make a list
Of whatever you make a list about
That's better than
This
Bitter round of hand-me-downs
I can be your best friend
And you can be the elephant
In plain sight out in the basement
We always ignore the biggest things
We swore we swore we never saw
So all in all my head is sore
Woo hoo hoo
Let's compare wrists;
We'll turn bone lines into stop signs
It's better than
This
Little scab that scares the town
Into feeling let down
And traumatized by dramatized
Pieces of the always-changing fault lines. we always -
We are the names that got mixed up in the aftertaste
The brutal promises and everglades
And shoe-strung renegades
9 to 5 with altar eyes
Open wide and terrified
I want my own hand-me-downs
(and you still with your sick frown!)
I want my own hand me downs
Just ignore the elephant that's hanging around
And i could be your best friend