Album: Grace and the Bigger Picture
And it starts like…
So we scattered pretty
Arcs across the cities
Turned pockets of doubt
Into blankets of hope
Now it’s hard to stay graceful
Mostly sleeping central
At weekends my weak hands
Are shaky at best
So yr guilty again
(Choose yr side and shut up! Choose yr side and shut up!)
Falling apart and walk back to his car, and you’re as guilty as him
(Choose yr side and shut up! Choose yr side and shut up!)
That’s a pretty big heart but we’re gonna have to break it That’s the way it honestly feels
We’re like, STOP!
But you don’t stop
You just touch up yr makeup
You’re grinding yr hips to the wheel
So they started kissing
Lips of a magician
In weeks they were tired, given
Months they were out
Now they’re kinda settled
Somewhere on the coastline
You can hardly recall what the rush was about
So you’re guilty again
(Choose yr side and shut up! Choose yr side and shut up!)
Falling apart and went back to his car, you’re as guilty as him
(Choose yr side and shut up! Choose yr side and shut up!)
It’s a pretty big heart but we’re gonna have to break it