[Verse 1]
Spill and heat consume both of the lights
They were flashing white and ecru pale
Gradually they lost our information
Sickly and ungracious, you turn to dirt
[Chorus]
But those cruel tricks could not avoid
Me loving you or not
I just could not
Tell against your will
Give out your number now
[Verse 2]
We were sneaking in to the aquarium
Gold leaf in your feet, you left a trail
This, compared to being, would be a mistake
Watered down and replaced without a tell
[Chorus]
But those cruel tricks could not avoid
Me loving you or not
I just could not
Tell against your will
Give out your number now
[Outro]
Overboard ahead of me
You're not lying next to me
Just below the swaying palms
Hidden by a bank machine
Eyesore was produced by Chad VanGaalen.