Get High, See Mice Lyrics
I was gonna lie and steal, my way to the stars,
I was gonna do it from the front seat of your own registered car,
I was gonna pull my blindfold over everyone,
I was gonna find a way of making you fall for me, when I was done.
But I'm not that young and I'm not that dumb anymore,
No I'm not that young and I'm not that dumb anymore.
Always, holding hands under the table,
With a keen eye for whatever's more available,
Gotta be signatures with little hearts on every little note,
Left the first line blank in case someone caught your eye, while you wrote.
And it's taken me this long to think we're anything, but you're his.
And I always hated the taste of your pushy, drunken, alcoholic, ashtray lips
But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
And I'm locking down my door in advance,
Cuz the wolves are coming, the wolves are coming
Oh you meet me on the corner of, Johnson and Brunswick,
Singing my heart out for loose change with, my acoustic,
It's a beautiful music.
And I'm haunted by the ghost of my more famous friends,
I spend every season complaining, waiting for the season to end.
I like to think that I'm encompassing but I'm always getting comfortable,
You never gave me twenty minutes just to catch my breath.
You were kissing me, I'm fucking someone else.
But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
And I'm locking down my door in advance,
Cuz the wolves are coming, the wolves are coming
And I'm not coming back, to the bars we used to drink at,
Or the drinks we used to sling,
Or the people we used to drink with,
Became the people that we used, and
Ever since you said you saw a mouse in my house,
Every single time I get high I see mice
And the people that we used to drink with,
Became the people that we used
But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running.
What's that, I think I hear the wolves coming
But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
And I think I hear the wolves coming,
I'm locking down my door in advance,
Cuz the wolves are coming, the wolves are coming
I was gonna do it from the front seat of your own registered car,
I was gonna pull my blindfold over everyone,
I was gonna find a way of making you fall for me, when I was done.
But I'm not that young and I'm not that dumb anymore,
No I'm not that young and I'm not that dumb anymore.
Always, holding hands under the table,
With a keen eye for whatever's more available,
Gotta be signatures with little hearts on every little note,
Left the first line blank in case someone caught your eye, while you wrote.
And it's taken me this long to think we're anything, but you're his.
And I always hated the taste of your pushy, drunken, alcoholic, ashtray lips
But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
And I'm locking down my door in advance,
Cuz the wolves are coming, the wolves are coming
Oh you meet me on the corner of, Johnson and Brunswick,
Singing my heart out for loose change with, my acoustic,
It's a beautiful music.
And I'm haunted by the ghost of my more famous friends,
I spend every season complaining, waiting for the season to end.
I like to think that I'm encompassing but I'm always getting comfortable,
You never gave me twenty minutes just to catch my breath.
You were kissing me, I'm fucking someone else.
But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
And I'm locking down my door in advance,
Cuz the wolves are coming, the wolves are coming
And I'm not coming back, to the bars we used to drink at,
Or the drinks we used to sling,
Or the people we used to drink with,
Became the people that we used, and
Ever since you said you saw a mouse in my house,
Every single time I get high I see mice
And the people that we used to drink with,
Became the people that we used
But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running.
What's that, I think I hear the wolves coming
But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
And I think I hear the wolves coming,
I'm locking down my door in advance,
Cuz the wolves are coming, the wolves are coming
Writer(s): Michael Fitzgerald, Thomas Lawson, William Wagner, Christopher Cowburn, Lee Hartney
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