Текст Cass McCombs – Eavesdropping On The Competition

You had the idea of a home
You knew I was homesick, not alone
You said if you could only get through life
Without one opinion, you’d be fine

You had the idea of a cave
Where no one could hear you rant and rave
A good place for an insect
By God, I didn’t know what to expect
New ideas crawled in to undermine
You gave them a piece of your mind
To be free, you paid the ransom
Eavesdropping on the competition, on the competition

Our competition
I don’t mean to make fun
I ain’t making light
The introduction of a gun
You’re more bark than bite

The ideas turned into pacts
There wasn’t even time to react
I signed my name on the dotted line
By God, it’s nobody’s fault but mine
Fingers crossed behind
I shoulda bought that hex potion from that guy
Now tell me, where can I run?
Eavesdropping on the competition