Jake McKelvie & The Countertops - Aside From Your Hair lyrics

I could watch the days disintegrate or I could start rebuilding them with double clicks, triple titles, fire me just like a rifle Buy your kindness at the store and lay me out across the floor I do not need your money just like I don't need you anymore I'll hit the bu*ton like I should and leave you like a lover would And never try to make you mine like you my darling clementine Are you a sight for sore eyes, a reason to get more eyes, or a nonessential part in my escape And is there anybody watching over me, I better run before it's too late Solid chunks of energy or liquid if you have to fake it Find the subtle outline, hold it up to light and try to trace it With your bland tasting, hand shaking, head racing past the coffee copy maker Always take a second to prepare for all the awful things you're bound to see out there I saw two or three this morning, they were inching closer to your hair And riding in your shopping cart, making nests inside your heart And acting like they never knew your name But I don't need this that bad do I My skin is getting thinner and the days are getting harder But at least the spots under my eyes are getting darker And my sleeves are getting shorter and my face is turning gray But it's not like all the money here just shriveled up or walked away Or moved to another dimension, or simply stopped existing in the formal sense despite my best intentions And no one in the morning ever gives themselves to me So why do I offer myself to the morning And why do all the days continue pa**ing without any kind of warning But forgetting all the ticket stubs and rubber gloves and tooth decay Driving home with heavy eyelids shaking my head half the way And leaning in the kitchen which is fine enough for me I guess And waiting for the ringing telephone not to scare me to d**h There's frosting that is piled high caking up against my gums It's thicker than the coat of dust that's settling atop my lungs No matter how I sift through I'll never sort your tangles Just forget about watching over me because I am the one who guards the angels But I swear my anger is not livid enough And my memories are not vivid enough And my nerves are not timid enough And you are not forgiving enough And I'm not really living enough to make any of this seem worthwhile No my anger is not livid enough And my memories are not vivid enough And my nerves are not timid enough And you are not forgiving enough And I'm not really living enough to make any of this seem worthwhile But there's gotta be some reason to find you Aside from your hair blowing behind You there's gotta be some reason to find you aside from your hair