Lyrics The Cardboard Swords – Flannel
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You said that I should get a clue
Well I did, I did, I did, I did
And it was to rid my heart of you
So I did, I did, I did, I did
I played the sleuth and I found a clue
And I still can’t stop thinking about you
That standard procedure
You know, you know, you know me
So fuck with my heart at your leisure
That’s how it goes, it’s been going lately
Said I was the best simultaneously the worst
And best case scenario, I should be cursed
For the rest of my life, for the rest of my life
Well, I feel like I am cause I will never have you by my side
So stay warm in that flannel
That I left on your bed
There was no way in hell I could put it on after that
Cause we were both soaking wet
And I apologize if from time to time
This makes you think of me
Just imagine seeing that stupid shirt
Every time you fucking breathe
That’s how it feels to be me
You have proven to be more of a maze
Than construction season in the Heritage Hill one-ways
For someone who’s not from Grand Rapids on their very first days
But me, I paid attention on my late night skates
And when I was driving around in my van and how my best friend,
Who lived here his whole life,
He said «Ty, it’s like the back of your hand.»
I said «Alec, I’d trade it in a heartbeat for the backbone of a man.»
I had to change my way home from work cause I couldn’t even stand to
Drive by her, and see her on her front lawn, with her bikini on getting a tan
Cause, here’s the thing
I don’t need Fountain or Union Street
For anything except Martha’s Vineyard and the bakery so
I’ll just take the back of Michigan Hill down
East, turn around and follow Lion all the way there cause this is what I found
Life, may or may not be about finding true love
But, it’s certainly not about begging for it from someone so
I’ll keep doing the things that I do
Late nights, fat blunts, pizza pies with my crew
Driving home from whatever bar’s half-off after two
While I’m blasting my favorite tunes and
Seeing my favorite local bands at whatever venues
While you keep doing the things that you do, shifting blame, and twisting truth
And making absolutely positively sure that everybody in the room is certain
That the victim just had to be you, well
I’ll keep doing the things that I do
And I’ll find someone who wants me like I wanted you
So sing along at a show this weekend
Act a fool, get drunk with these friends, that you love
Someone somewhere said all good things end
So what in my mind made me think this time would be different
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