Into It. Over It. - Gin & Ironic lyrics

I've been making ends meet You've let yours end already We could compare our spite in size While the room gets our boxing gloves ready But there's a 25 foot distance And a six foot wall of strangers Dividing this room in two I've been making ends meet You've let yours end already On a date with Mr. Fidel Castro to boost morale and... Keep you steady M.I.A. on a wall of shipwrecks Painted that I can't see Cause I'll keep my head down I won't admit this gets to me You can keep your back turned I know this gets to you too But it isn't like I've really thought this through I've been making ends meet I've made yours end already New skin in an old Aesics t-shirt Which she'll cover up with a hoodie What if you knew we were all out to get you? I think you'd say... "I'll keep my head down I won't admit this gets to me You can keep your back turned I know this gets to you too." In case I haven't gotten through to you Not a word from anyone around Not a word from anyone around A worn out hardwood floor Dimly lit and hipster covered Gin and ironic Only two-hundred decibels too low But not enough to not hear you say... "What is he doing here...? What is he doing...? What is he doing here tonight? What is he doing here tonight?" I'll keep my head down You can keep your back turned...