[ Featuring Noah Ottman ]
Holding hands and sleeping with the lights on
Christmas day's come early, get the knives out
Cut my cords to stop the sound
I put my foot so far inside my mouth
You're gonna need a hacksaw
Fighting in the bar and
Crying in the taxi
Sick up on my shoes and you'll say you'll leave without me
Tapping on the glass like
I'm trying to escape
An Aquarium Fish on speed back to your place
Wake up from this fight but there'll be another
If I want answers I should ask your mother
What's your problem
Why can't we just figure it out
I stood at the wrong end of the rifle
Got my just desserts that's karmic trifle
Pushed my luck and pushed you 'round
I couldn't keep the words inside my mouth
She beat me to the Bible
Now i'm thinking what's next
Focused on the subtext,
I don't want in ten years time for you to be another ex
Sink your teeth in deeper feet under the table
No going back, do we have to make it painful?
It's like a sport where everybody suffers
Wake up from this fight but there'll be another
If I want answers I should ask your mother
What's your problem
Why can't we just figure it out
Why can't we just figure it out
Why can't we just figure it out
Why can't we just figure it out
Why can't we just figure it out
It's like a sport where everybody suffers
Wake up from this fight but there'll be another
If I want answers I should ask your mother
What's your problem
Why can't we just figure it out
