Thank you for drinking my drinks Each one like a footprint traced in felt-tip ink Where we're dancing cheek-to-cheek If you were taller I've been sewing together our clothes I matched up the hemlines on my cuffs and yours And I've threaded carpet floss And spent my dollars On these quiet nights with you So that our bodies would move to country tunes And like I planned your bangs, they would obscure the view But your eyes clearer than two polished gla** test tubes They tell my hands where to move I think we're both still good to drive I toss you the keys and say "I trust you with My life." Round lights on the road like a scene From the end or beginning of things that appear On the cinema screens On these quiet nights with you My god, our bodies do move to country tunes And like I planned your bangs, they would obscure the view But your eyes clearer than two polished gla** test tubes They tell my hands where to move But when I'm drunk I become merry And strange torsos and legs I will not carry But for this now I know you are certain When our jackets for each other we're removing Like a broken jack-in-box You and me can tremble but not talk On these quiet nights with you My god, our bodies do move to country tunes And like I planned your bangs, they would obscure the view But your eyes clearer than two polished gla** test tubes They tell my hands where to move