Stick around for a little bit sweet-pea,
i've got a story to tell and noone's listening.
Even this paper isn't patient enough.
This time i'll grab your attention,
i can promise that much.

It starts with the ignition turn,
the shift in park and the windows tightly sealed.
The music blasts with the seats laid back,
Like cardiac asleep behind the wheel

And i've been dreaming with the sun in my eyes.
Stay awake and drowning at night,
to keep from thinking
to keep from choking down my tongue
and only sew it back on when we kiss

So i'll keep raising the bar.
Learn from our mistakes.
Cause the further we are,
the higher the stakes.

It starts with the ignition turn,
the shift in park and the windows tightly sealed.
Music blasts with the seats laid back,
Like cardiac asleep behind the...

To kiss me hard on the mouth
Pay no attention if you don't care to see it.
This goes out to all the self assured romantics.
Even if romantic wouldnt cover it.
Even if perfect's too vague
Still dress the fraud accordingly.

Can't be the devil because he doesn't taste that sweet.
Can't be god because he doesn't play beneath the sheets.
But amazing grace helps with the sell,
when you kiss my face and we both skipped out.
We'll trace our fingerprints in molten red candle.

It starts with the ignition turn,
the shift in park and the windows tightly sealed.
The music blasts with the seats laid back,
Like cardiac asleep behind the wheel

I've got some stories to tell and i wish you coulda been there,
cause it would take a while to tell them all.
Got some stories to tell and i wish you coulda been there,
cause it'll take a while to tell them.

All we can do with no compass or map
is follow the current as the wind is unwrapped.
Delicate hands careless by the wood grain.

Eighty foot swells rise in front of mankind,
but the shore is right there so you better hold tight.
This is all it takes to bring out the cavalry.
Let the dogs sniff our trails cause this is good as it gets.
But as long as we both stay juvenile,
these sad short stories will only sing us to bed.
Yea, as long as we both stay juvenile, these sad short stories will only sing us to bed.


Lyrics submitted by kissme_imcontagious

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    General Commenti adore this song &the weakend;
    3R1Non January 27, 2006   Link
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    General Commentwho ever typed out these lyrics is a total ass moron.. its not trace our finger prints in molten red candle.. this is the 3rd time ive seen this fuck up... its change our finger prints and move to montana...go ahead.. ask them..


    and the cat is lickin her self...
    anfroneeon February 04, 2007   Link

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