Continental

Continental - Alkaline Trio

Written by：Matt Skiba/Dan Andriano/Derek Grant

I've got a dying urge to feel the way you do

To close the comfort bed and breakfast in a spoon

The shortest breath of your young life

A long walk home on Friday night

You made one last stop at the store

So close to perfect swear to hell thought it was you

This bouncing baby boy's now turning baby blue

I've got your pictures on my walls

I've got a long list of calls I must make

To your existing family

You had nine lives and one by one you chewed them up

Your final coffin nail's been driven far too much

This won't take long you said I'm not going far

Go wait in the car

Go wait in the car

I often wonder what it feels like to be you

A mess like this stuck on your hands with crazy glue

Ran outta time no kiss goodbye

Wish I could learn to let this sleeping dog die

Without lying to myself

You had nine lives and one by one you chewed them up

Your final coffin nail's been driven far too much

This won't take long you said I'm not going far

Go wait in the car

Go wait in the car

You had nine lives and one by one you chewed them up

Your final coffin nail's been driven far too much

This won't take long you said I'm not going far

Go wait in the car

Go wait in the car