Seventeen Dirty Magazines Lyrics

Lyric discussion by aardvark4 

Cover art for Seventeen Dirty Magazines lyrics by Modern Skirts

From the CD insert, the corrected lyrics should be:

still frame, a face put to a name i'll be on the back of your mind dry taste, this day's been such a waste like boxing with our hands in a bind

stood me up on a friday night and you had the nerve to ask me what was it like and why i always talk with my hands a lot to keep you on the back of my mind

checkmate, a move you made too late sleeping in the closet like ghosts backdoor, the way we were before the clarity was killing us both

seventeen dirty magazines, two cameras and a pair of your favorite jeans and i'm asking if you would care to dine, and keep me on the back of your mind

would it be alright this time, i'll sleep until the moment you make me sign and i'm passing out on the dotted line to keep you on the back of my mind