11-17

11-17 - Kevin Devine

I thought I was in love

It felt like it from close up

But someplace to spill my blood

Was all it ever was

I felt I was in debt

Each night spent in your bed

A dream I let drop dead

And never had again

You were the moon held high

You broke black with your clean light

You're words I can't say right

Anytime I try

Anytime I try

Anytime I try

You said sing from your joy

You sound bored you sound annoyed

You can't keep what you did not have

Can't even give it back

So go write from your spine

Tell the truth and you'll be fine

So what if your truth's just another lie

No one seems to mind

No one seems to mind

No one seems to mind

These sour grapes when the joke goes bad

This same smirk same bullsh*t laugh

The egg on my face when I can't go back

I didn't plan before

I didn't plan before

I didn't plan before

I didn't plan before

I didn't plan before haaa