Brand New I Will Play This Game Beneath The Spin Light Lyrics

The time has come for colds and overcoats
We're quiet on the ride,
we're all just waiting to get home
Another week away, my greatest fear
I need the smell of summer,
I need its noises in my ears

If looks could really kill,
then my profession would staring
Please know we do this cause we care,
not for the thrill
Collect calls to home
to tell them that I realize
that everyone who lives will someday die and die alone

And we won't let you in
though we're down and out
No we won't let you in, in
You win, you win, you win

I wrote more postcards than hooks
I read more maps than books
Feel like every chance to leave
is another chance I should've took
Every minute is a mile
I've never felt so hollow
I'm an old abandoned church with broken pews and empty aisles
My secrets for a buck
Watch me as I cut myself wide open
on this stage. Yes, I am paid to spill my guts
I won't see home till spring
Oh, I would kill for the Atlantic,
but I am paid to make girls panic while I sing

And we won't let you in
though we're down and out
No we won't let you in
and we won't let you in
We don't want what isn't ours
We won't let you in, in
You win, you win, you win

Oh...

And the coastline is quiet
While we're quietly losing control
And we're silent but sure
we invented the cure
that will wash out my memories of her
The harpoon is loaded, the cage is lowered,
the water is red-
like you