Alkaline Trio - Continental Lyrics
Ive got a dying urge to feel the way you doToo close for comfort, bed and breakfast in a spoonThe shortest breath of your young lifeA long walk home on friday nightYou made, one last stop at the storeSo close to perfect, swear to hell thought it was youThis bouncing baby boys now turning baby blueIve got your pictures on my walls, I got a long list of calls I must make...To your existing familyYou had 9 lives and one by one you chewed them upYour final coffin nails been driven far too muchThis wont take long you said Im not going farGo wait in the carGo wait in the carI often wonder whats it feels like to be youA mess like this stuck on your hands with crazy glueRan out of time, no kiss goodbyeWish I oculd learn to let this sleeping dog dieWith out lying to myselfYou had 9 lives and one by one you chewed them upYour final coffin nails been driven far too muchThis wont take long you said Im not going farGo wait in the carGo wait in the carYou had 9 lives and one by one you chewed them upYour final coffin nails been driven far too muchThis wont take long you said Im not going farGo wait in the carGo wait in the car