Thursday & Tim Kasher
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This is what you see when you look in my direction:
Incandescent corsets draw eyes tight like wires
This is how it feels, calling out but no one even hears
The signals that we send over the air
Over the air
Over the air
Over the air
When you say my name
I want to split it from your lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say (when you say)
My name (when you say it)
I want to stop it in your lungs
And collect all of your blood to put in the radio
Is this how it feels
When you don't even fit into your own skin?
And it's getting tighter
Every day I'm getting smaller
If I keep holding my breath I'm going to disappear
When you say my name
I want to split it from your lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say (when you say)
My name (when you say it)
I want to stop it in your lungs
And collect all of your blood to put in the radio
There's no where to hide
They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio
There's no where to hide
They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on...
If I keep holding my breath, all of this will fade away
If you keep driving we'll be lying in the wreck
Changing the shape, folding like an envelope to keep each other in
Shattered glass, broken looks
And mascara gets washed away by windshield wiper blades
When you say (when you say)
My name (when you say my name)
I want to split it from your lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say (when you say)
My name (my name)
I want to stop it in your lungs
And collect all of your blood to put in the radio
There's no where to hide
They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio
There's no where to hide
They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio
Yeah, that's where we hide
The love and lies and sex, on the radio