so easy to laugh at all the symmetry

it's a right turn followed by a right turn

and the sign posts showing all the places

maybe we should go

there's a fault line between all of us

I've been lucky each time

still you look at me with a worried curiosity

but I don't believe it and I can't hardly wait

to prove everyone wrong

cause I'll pick a side no one is on

so it goes I'm full of holes

the change was slow

like cannon balls

but oh you save me

each time you take me home

it's a spring board from the ocean to the corner store

the shiny bottles look so pretty

and romance a breathe blown and frozen on the glass door

which signals the fading dreams of middle

and the gin taste like fiddles almost gone almost gone

pushing for answers I don't wanna know

cause I'll pick a side where no body goes just you won't

so it goes I'm full of holes

the change was slow

like cannon balls

so it goes I'm full of holes

the change was slow

like cannon balls

but oh you save me

each time you take me home

and oh you save me

each time you take me home