Electricity flows through your bottleglass veins
And its luminous liquid lights up your remains
And you're too lit to drive so you hand me the reins
And our car is alive and to it we're just pains
In the head
It must've been something we said.

Well we stayed out all night and we slept in all day
And we vaporized people who got in our way
And we rolled out our futures like snakes made of clay
And I'd braid them together and they looked okay
To me
But you saw things differently.


Was it how much I cared or how little I said
Or the length of my hair or the width of my bed
Or the days I'd show up wearing nothing but red
Was it really so easy to wish I was dead
Was it hate
Or was it just something you ate?

And I found you years later beneath your old tree
You were tied up and crying and drunk dialing me
And I cut loose your bandages setting you free
And I asked who you loved and you said it was me
But you lied
And a few minutes later we died.

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The Pennsylvanian Era song meanings
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