On the outside of your window I lie
and make all my plans for the week.
I can talk all night long about those that I love;
well who's strong and who's weak?
In her little black box, she keeps pictures of Jesus
and the bruises she received again.
In his little black box, he keeps his innocence
and the tears when he said "don't go..."
But she didn't listen, did she?
"Don't go, Darling, don't go"
Realizing that he didn't need her as much
as he needed fixing again
wasn't half as hard as he thought it was going to be.
Well, at least you're being honest
Don't go, but you never listen, do you?
Don't go, just go, don't go.
Can you hear my voice on the telephone,
trying to feel alive again?
Finally realized that I didn't need them at all,
much less to feel alive again.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Manchester Orchestra- Please, Don't Go
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