The Carpal Tunnel Of Love lyrics
We take sour sips from life's lush lips
And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships Stomp out this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, "I know!" You're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding. And we might've started singing just a little soon And we're throwing stones at a glass moon Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa songs for the genuinely and cunning, whoa-oh We keep the beat with your blistered feet And we bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing Slept through the weekend and dreaming Of sinking with the melody of the cliffs of eternity Got postcards from my former selves saying: "How've you been?" We might've said goodbyes just a little soon, whoa-oh (Stomp out this disaster town) Robbing lips and kissing banks under this moon Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa love songs for the genuinely and cunning Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa love songs for the genuinely and cunning, ohh... It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche When the pearls in our shells got up to dance You call me a bad tipper from the cradle Tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns We're the has-beens of husbands Sharpening the knives of young wives Take two years and call me when you're better Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa love songs for the genuinely and cunning Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa love songs for the genuinely and cunning
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