A Salesman's Guide to Non-Existence - Thank You Scientist

Leave without a trace

I don’t know when I’ll be back again

Time to go

I’m not playing

The fiction is a love

That’s built to outlast everything

Time to go, woah

No carving my name in your cherry tree

So go on, get your «good time» in

Darling, I didn’t come all this way

Just to sell you something

Nothing grows here in the cold

What you see is just a dream and don’t

Whatever you do to me, just hold on

Whatever you, you do to me!

Feeling your heart tempting me

The fear of letting go of it

Occupies some space

So tired of being alone

So tired of this place

No carving my name in your cherry tree

So much for your good timing

Darling, I didn’t come all this way

Just to sell you something

Nothing grows here in the cold

What you see is just a dream and don’t

Whatever you do to me, just hold on

Whatever you, you do to me!

Only thing about your love that’s wrong is timing

Everything about your love is wrong timing

Choke on the memory now!

Choke on the memory now!

Now!

Darling I didn’t come all this way just to give in

Nothing grows here in the cold

What you see is just a dream and don’t

Whatever you do to me, just hold on

Whatever you, you do to me!

No!

No!

No!

Yeah!