Album: Consent To Treatment
White kitchen walls with a thousand windows
Ya turn on Winston in the den
I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano
When you make Breakfast after Ten
And I smell the cofee on your fingers
I still smell the perfume in the bed
The crushed linen roses along everything
And you're still inside my head
Ya gotta make her know how it feels,
to miss you
Let her know you're swapping sides
You're not the one with all the problems,no,no
You're the one with all the pride
So just pick your head up boy and walk away
Walk the coolest walk that you know
Cause in a month or two she'll, she'll call you
Ya gotta, hang up the phone
And I hope she knows I've got this memory
That won't ever seem to break or bend
A thick lock and sheet rock is on my windows, in the kitchen
I don't think I'll ever take 'em down again
And I've learned alot from all these break ups and make ups and fuck ups and fake ups
Things that I wish you could comprehend,yeah comprehend
But for now I'll race up these wing-tipped shoes, boy
And I'll go and have breakfast with my good friends
Ya gotta make her know how it feels to miss you
Let her know you're swapping sides
You're not the one with all the problems,you're not the one with all the problems
You're the one with all the pride
Ya gotta make her know how it feels to miss you
Let her know you're swapping spit
You're not the one with all the problems,you're not the one with all the problems
She's the one that's full of shit
So just pick your heads up boys and walk away
Walk the coolest walk that you know, I know you know,
That in a month or two she'll,she'll call you
Ya gotta, hang up the phone