Colly Strings - Manchester Orchestra

Take a leaf of paper and draw your mind

Your bourbon brown that can burn my eyes

I lost your presence underneath the bridge

Unlock the door, let’s talk it out

Against the wall, hands on my mouth

Could this be it, is it really over now?

You wore a pink t-shirt and khaki pants

You played your songs and you danced your dance

I unwrapped your presents underneath your feet

Nine to eleven you’re getting weak

The tile is cold, I can barely speak

And I think she’s gone, but I’ll be sure for safety’s keeping

If you say no, then no it will be

I’ll stick it at our skin, pierced with colly strings

Just play it cool yeah, and try to avoid being seen

I’ll stick it at our skin, pierced for nothing

Well yeah I saw inside the mirror and your smoking gun

Along in the sign, the hours, the subscribing one by one

And I fell so fast in Seth Ott’s bedroom

You said you saw it coming but you didn’t see nothing

Your eyes are on the living room your eyes are on the closet

Don’t worry about, don’t worry about anything

A pity invitation to an awkward house

For pseudo-boy that would rather wear a blouse

I sincerely saw your skin for the very first time

My curly hair and a voting booth

Confessingly, this is the first time I’ve loved you

And God I mean it, God I mean it, I hope that I mean it

'Cause like dying young, idols got the best of me

Well don’t stop calling, you’re the reason I love losing sleep

And the building collapse, we’re so shop worn

We’re shop worn for something

I’ll stick it at our skin, pierced for something

Besides, don’t release me until it’s over

And besides, you can’t believe without bleeding

And besides, you can’t believe without bleeding