i used to think if i could realize i'd die
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then i would be a lot nicer
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used to believe in a lot more
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now i just see straight ahead
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that's not to say i don't have good times
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but as for my days
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i spend them waiting
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crash sites keep me up at night
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impact division it splits in two
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directly underneath you
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as for those things (as for those things)
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that act as markers in your life
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but in between (but in between)
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you can't remember
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and so it seems (and so it seems)
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that you've grown up and over me (up and over me)
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and these silly things (these silly things)
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i like to dwell on
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test sites keep me up at night
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chainlink and meters
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i talk to you
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it's cold out there
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but i'm telling you
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i'm lonely too
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facts versus romance
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you go and call yourself the boss
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but we're not robots inside a grid
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text versus romance
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you go and add it all you want
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still we're not robots inside a grid
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zeros and ones
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Science vs. Romance (Variations on A...
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Rilo Kiley |