So you think you know
Why I crawled away and walked off the stage without you
I kept my calm, and you got swept away
But oh, you know, we can't stop the show
It's not right, but this is all you know
The lines you stole left the academy cold
Reading out the words you wrote to me
Acting out the things you want to be
I'm calling it out: one sickening surprise
(You couldn't direct it, you reckless child)
I stumbled across the same crooked mile
So go, get up, rested and restless
Get dressed and go back to your home
A harrowed start to your Saturday
(Sleepy and sad to go)
But oh, you know, it can't always be just so
You're so sad but you're not so alone
It gets so old, I'm callous and cold
Working up the will to disagree
Acting out the things you'll never be
I'm calling it out: one sad surprise
(You wanted to wreck it in record time)
I followed you down the same crooked line
But don't-- there's another act to go
That's a part that I don't know
It got stuck inside my throat
It's a language that we wrote
credits
from Arms Down,
released June 5, 2007
Mixed by Chad Clark.