Wedding Singer

Find it hard to believe tonight In a curiously well-kept house built before I was born This year we're gonna stamp out the sorry feeling Rain on summer vacation Five blocks from Tasker-Morris station Fuck the ride home If I can't find two bills to rub together before Midnight rolls around I thought you heard me Sing your spirit sound You turned in early Left the TV flickering It staged Romance across your face Said goodbye from the front porch I always wonder if you're smiling at us or if you're looking away I'd ask but either way I'd feel sorry for ya' Locked your love in a screenshot They don't work that way But I'd been wishing I could say that I don't The selfish side likes to think my execution's more of an honest one These artists all cut clock with underscored Conviction Blacked out friction Flies me back to Baltimore To wait for you And I'm stuck here too Until midnight rolls around I thought you heard me Sing your spirit sound You turned in early Left the TV flickering It staged Romance across your face