Lyrics

I told you on the phone I told you I was trouble, man When we were both alone I told you I was trouble, man You got into my car "I don't care what you are", is what you said to me back then I told you in my car I told you I was trouble, man The summer of the crash The winter of survival mode You saw it in a flash So we're entering survival mode I said, "You never learn" You signaled as you turned onto the wrong end binding road The summer of the crash The winter of survival mode Do you remember when we thought the world was ending? Seems funny now The future is a text message sending "Ouch, ouch, ouch" I live forever in sunset And then, we're not quite done yet Some people don't understand it You thought you understood When you said you believed in me I'm lost out here for good But you said you believed in me I didn't think to ask, the tank was full of gas Pulled onto Highway-93 The sun was in your eyes You thought you could believe in me A burning cigarette An animal that digs for warmth Assessing all that's left A burning urge to dig for more There is no news to catch The certain sense of threat is all that keeps us driving on You've got me in your arms Maybe that's all we need for warmth Do you remember when we thought the world was ending? Seems funny now The future is a text message sending "Ouch, ouch, ouch" I live forever in sunset And then we're not quite done yet Some people don't understand it
Writer(s): Ezra Furman, Samuel Durkes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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