Morning Glory

Windshields fade to black
When I’m alone with you
Taxi drivers freeze
As we cross the avenue
I was born when she kissed me
Morning glory
Beginning at the end
Safe from all your friends
You can blink your bedroom eyes
Away from all those spies
We won’t answer the phone
We can listen to the dial tone
Blue eyes in the morning
Glory in the end
You paid your respects
To the blow job queen
Watch your parents crumble
In a fortune cookie dream
I died when she left me
End of story
You put away your ring
You packed up all your things
When you walk out the doorway
Can’t follow you anymore
I don’t want to do it again
I don’t wanna be best friends
But left your own devices
You’d pluck out your own eyes
(F) Pick a morning glory
It’s the end of the story
(All)
Kissing babies on the street
Feeling giddy with the heat
(R) No I don’t wanna go without you
Pouring water on my shoes
Burning bridges on the loose
No I don’t wanna go without you
I don’t wanna sleep without you Morning glory, it’s the end
I don’t wanna live without you, Morning glory, it’s the end
yeah, yeah, yeah
Sprawling fast like a forest
We never felt a thing
Pulled the plug on daddy’s shotgun wedding
I lived a few weeks
while she loved me
In a lonely place
It feels like outer space
So take it back to the top
And wait for your heart to stop
Your face in black and white
No time to say goodbye
You only had one moment
A trail of smoke in the sky
(F) Pick a morning glory
It’s the end of the story
Pick a morning glory
It’s the end of the story
(R) (F)
In a lonely place Pick a morning glory
It feels like outer space It’s the end of the story
So take it back to the top Pick a morning glory
And wait for your heart to stop It’s the end of the story
Your face in black and white Pick a morning glory
No time to say goodbye It’s the end of the story
We only had one moment Pick a morning glory
A trail of smoke in the sky It’s the end of the story
Beginning at the end Pick a morning glory
We’re safe from all your friends It’s the end of the story
You can blink your bedroom eyes Pick a morning glory
Away from all those spies It’s the end of the story
We won’t answer the phone Pick a morning glory
We can listen to the dial tone It’s the end of the story
Blue eyes in the morning Pick a morning glory
Glory in the end It’s the end of the story