You're like a constant crowding consonant
I'm a claustrophobic; I, I said
We're as comfortable as wool warming naked indifference
Thank God your words have come to rescue me from my sentence
You're like a two stepping tongue on a flesh dance floor
You're the eulogy I can't avoid anymore
That tumor in my side celebrating malignance:
"Surprise! I'm moving in; I think I've grown on your parents"

You want to talk about all the feeling I'm feeling
I'm a passed out priest in an AA meeting
And they're checking my pulse, trying to make a decision
I've got those rolled back eyes but nothing's clouding my vision

You're like a knock at the door in the middle of dinner
From the friendly registered sex offender
All equipped with a mustache and a windowless van
You're telling me how much you've changed
I'm trying to hide the crayons and no you can't come in

I'm like your neighbor's hands on your father's throat:
"Sweetie, you go back inside, see this is just for adults"
So adult is what we'll be, domestic violence in denim
Each tumble down the stairs appeals your puff paint addendum
You say I'm your backpack caught on a chain link fence
But dear I'm a thank you card in the future tense
I'm jumping out of cakes serving divorce papers
I'd say I love you too but I'm all out of favors

You want to talk about all the feelings I'm feeling
Like your chalkboard wrists but I don't tally the meaning
You keep forgetting the plot, let alone the long sleeps
My eyes, they only know three words and each is pronounced "Please!?"

And I would walk you home if I could find my crutches
Probably listen more if you didn't talk so much
Why don't you show yourself out
How can you cry now, this whole thing's been such a drought! Alright!

You want to talk about all the feelings I'm feeling
You're a phone call home after eight long seasons
There's a mail order bride and a baby that's teething
Said the smog, it hurts your eyes, so on the next train you're leaving
I'm not certain it's the smog, more just the constant grieving
But first you're dropping off the kid, sticking me with the feeding
I said, oh God damn it you're so mean
You say I'll lose the Christian crowd if I say things like these
But I've already lost them, I couldn't care less
I guess my path, it just got wide, so I'll just wish you all my narrow best
I guess that's it


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    General CommentTo me this is a terribly scathing break-up song. and all of the "you're likes" are a summary of their relationship. when he's saying "you wanna talk about all the feelings I'm feeling?" it's almost like, this is what he would say in an argument that airs everything out. so he finally tells her allll of these things that he's feeling about their relationship.

    It gets more apparent to me at the end when he talks about "a phone call home after 8 long seasons, there's a mail order bride and a baby that's teething."

    basically, it's just a biting remark at an entire relationship, done intensely well.

    this is one of my favorite songs, lyrically, ever.
    norawafaion December 13, 2011   Link
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    General Commentthis song seems to me like he found every single metaphor he could and crammed into one tongue twisting verse after another
    and i love every word of it

    but some of these lyrics are wrong, i mean, you did a pretty decent job over all, but instead of...

    "like a tropical wrist but i dont tally the meaning"

    its

    "like a chalkboard race, but i dont tally the meaning"

    chalkboard... tally marks...

    and i think its "as comfortable as wool, warm and naked..."

    not "comfortable and warm"

    now im just being nitpicky...

    but yeah this song... i dont see an actual meaning in it

    someone else?
    wicryekeron August 19, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Commentyea, a lot of these lyrics are wrong,
    i just wrote what i heard

    hence the lack of sense
    "I'm just wishing i'm a vanilla vest"

    but i'll edit as better lyrics show up
    guiltyozon August 19, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI think I'm going to have to look up some words and listen a few more times before it comes to me. Can't wait for the new CD!
    simentfon August 21, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI think that it's "you're like a knock at the door in the middle of dinner" instead of "you're like a off cabinet door in the middle of dinner".
    spit_accuracyon August 28, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti like this song a lot...i feel like it could have fit perfectly on small steps heavy hooves...im looking forward to the new album
    Dub2on September 04, 2008   Link
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    General CommentYou're like a constant crowding consonant I'm a claustrophobic I, I said
    We're as comfortable as wool warming naked indifference
    Thank god your words have come to rescue me from my sentence
    You're like a two stepping tongue on a flesh dance floor your the eulogy I can't avoid anymore
    That tumor in my side celebrating malignance
    "Surprise I'm moving in I think I've grown on your parents"
    You want to talk about all the feeling I'm feeling I'm a passed out priest in an AA meeting
    And they're checking my pulse trying to make a decision
    I've got those rolled back eyes but nothing's clouding my vision
    You're like a knock at the door in the middle of dinner from the friendly registered sex offender
    All equipped with a mustache and a windowless van you're telling me how much you've changed
    I'm trying to hide the crayons and no you can't come in
    I'm like your neighbor's hand on your father's throat "Sweetie go back inside, see this is just for adults"
    So adult is what we'll be, domestic violence in denim
    Each tumble down the stairs appeals your puff paint addendum
    You say I'm like your backpack caught on a chain link fence
    But dear I'm a thank you card in the future tense
    I'm jumping out of cakes serving divorce papers I'd say I love you too but I'm all out of favors
    You want to talk about all the feelings I'm feeling like your chalkboard wrists but I don't tally the meaning
    You keep forgetting the plot, let alone the long sleeps
    My eyes they only know three words and each is pronounced "Please!?"
    And I would walk you home if I could find my crutches
    Probably listen more if you didn't talk so much
    Why don't you show yourself out how can you cry now, this whole things been such a drought
    You want to talk about all the feelings I'm feeling You're like a phone call home after eight long seasons
    There's a mail order bride and a baby that's teething
    Said the smog it hurts your eyes so on the next tain you're leaving
    I'm not certain it's the smog more than the constant grieving
    But first you're dropping off the kid and sticking me with the feeding I said Oh god damn it you're so mean
    You say I'll loose the Christian crowd if I say things like these
    But I've already lost them, I couldn't care less
    I guess my path it just got wide so I'll just with you all my narrow best

    I copied these directly from the book so you can edit as necessary. How sick are those lyrics
    GinoLizon October 02, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI absolutely adore the lyrics to this song. The irony and metaphors = Amazing! Haha. This song always makes me smile. [;
    Amyeatskidson October 31, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentNow I think this about a divorce.
    Or a break up.
    Whatever.
    civilizedfreakon March 20, 2009   Link
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    General CommentI definitely am pretty sure it's about a terrible relationship/marriage where they annoy the hell out of each other. She talks too much about ridiculous things and he wants nothing to do with it. He also thinks she's clingy and aggressive. I dunno, the first time I heard it it made perfect sense to me. It's an incredible tongue twisting song. So clever!
    eargoggleson November 23, 2009   Link

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