no one can say for sure
that heaven won't let us in
if we're on our best behavior.

I'm like you.
I'm eager to make sense
of the laws of love that bind me.
I guess sometimes people change.

the pieces fit,
the corners cut and forced a bit.

Styrofoam plates.
The table's set.
The covers pulled over our heads.

We had it all,
then watched it sink.
And this is why we don't have nice things.

Lyrics submitted by kurtalert

Elizabeth song meanings
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