If You Talk To Symbol/Hostility Voyeur

If You Talk To Symbol/Hostility Voyeur - Of Montreal

If you talk to Symbol tell her I've moved on

I'm ghosting her 'cause I want it to be over

We had our laugh we had our smile

I guess I know that I'm wrong

If she asks tell her I'm back at home

Mostly alone in disruptive thinking

Erasing plans erasing us

I guess I know that I'm wrong

When things are too nice for too long

I lose myself I lose my what's good

Want to lash out want to blow things up again

I want to blow them up now

I want to blow them up again

When we made love I gave you a pet name

That didn't mean I wanted you to be my dog

Needing someone is such a weakness

I guess I know that I'm wrong

When things are too nice for too long

I lose myself I lose what's good

Want to lash out want to blow things up again

I want to blow them up now

I want to blow them up again

If you talk to Symbol tell her I've moved on

I'm ghosting her 'cause I want it to be over

Needing someone is such a weakness

I guess I know that I'm wrong

I guess I know that I'm wrong

Thinking of you in the anarchist zone

Shooting rockets at a drone

Trigger bombs with your flip phone

Kissing girls of broken glass

Washing off the sarin gas

Kill the rats close the gates

Erase the United States

From your head

From your head your head

Alone again with the letter never sent

And me like a swan with a broken neck who keeps singing

Even though anyone would hate to hear its song

I read the letter aloud and then burn it

Guess I know way too much now to unlearn it

Teach yourself how to make love and then earn it

Teach yourself how to make love and then earn it

See me spark a personality flair

Breeding a style nobody would wear

I'm such a mongrel I don't really care

I'm such a mongrel I don't really care

Thine eyes say God I'm not into this yet

Thine eyes say kitty fly into my net

It's all being recorded how could we forget

It's all being recorded how could we forget

I've been in the cache where your memories are stored

It's shocking how little in life we're adored

If we weren't filming ourselves we'd get bored

If we weren't filming ourselves we'd get bored

There is no anger no I'm not as fragile as before

I've decided not to be a voyeur of this war

Alone again with the letter never sent

And me like a swan with a broken neck who keeps singing

Even though anyone would hate to hear its song

And me like a swan with a broken neck who keeps singing

Even though anyone would hate to hear its song