The Fifties

I've stowed away everything
Trying to keep my senses
The only place I want to be
Is listening to Elvis in the front seat
Faking a life in the fifties
...

There is a pain in my chest
A knot I've pretended to have hardly noticed yet
It's tied tight on my tongue
A thousand words, repeating like a pendulum
...

I'm usually not one to pick fights
But you really crossed the line this time
If there's one thing this place doesn't need
It's your friends and their ...

Too much, too soon.
 I'm doing my best to ignore you.
 That's all I've got to give.
 I think I'm justified to say maybe this won't be worth it.
 That'...

I'm not drinking tonight;
 but I still feel queasy.
 I'm sure as hell deserving, after everything I did to you.
 So what the hell am I still doing in ...

When will I see that superstitions mean everything?

Are you kidding me?
l sense distate, but l was never great at reading your face
But to you, I might as well have been
We're outside of an awkward Chri...

I'll find myself a city to live in
The seasons are changing
And I'm glaring at the night
No matter where I'm staying
And the city sleeps while it's da...

I was home, incomplete though
 I wouldn't let you help so I never saw in you
 what you saw in me all along

 I left here driving straight from Baptist...