For Mayor in Splitsville

For Mayor In Splitsville - La Dispute

Funny what you think of after a collapse

While lying in the dirt the first thing

That comes back is never quite what you'd have guessed

And if you could have

You probably would've said

You'd check if all your limbs were intact still and

Then try to get out

We played house with the neighbors in their basement

Sister made me husband she was older so I did her bidding

I remember once their dad came in said

You think this is bad

You don't know the half

And he laughed

It's funny what things come back

The first things you see

How he sort of smiled like

It's only a joke but he was lying

There was something else inside of his eyes

All those secrets people tell to little children

Are warnings that they give them

Like Look I'm unhappy

Please don't make the same mistake as me

Why are those old worn out jokes on married life

Told at toasts at receptions still

How does it never occur how often couples

Get burned and end uncertain in Splitsville

Funny what you think of in the wreckage

Lying there in the dirt and the dust and the glass

How you're suddenly somewhere in the desert

In the nighttime

And it's getting close to Christmas

And then her and that movie voice

She uses when she reads

Welcome to the Land of Enchantment

From a highway sign

And it's late so you take the next exit

When that trip ended

We came back the rent was due I was jobless

I guess in retrospect I should've sensed decay

Then that day how you said

I just don't know and I promised

We'd rearrange things to fix the mess I'd made here

But I guess in the end we just moved furniture around

But I guess in the end we just moved furniture around

But I guess in the end we just moved furniture around

But I guess in the end it sort of feels like every day

It's harder to stay happy where you are

There are all these ways to look through the fence

Into your neighbor's yard

Why even risk it It's safer to stay distant

When it's so hard now to just be content

Because there's always something else

Now I'm proposing my own toast

Composing my own joke for those married men

Maybe I'm miserable

I'd rather run for mayor in Splitsville

Than suffer your jokes again