More Bright Eyes.. wow I must be emo, I always get told that but didnt really know what it was!!
When everything gets lonely I can be my own best friend
I’ll grab a coffee and the paper; have my own conversations
With the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening, by the morning looks like ****.
I know you have a heavy heart; I can feel it when we kiss
So many men much stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it
But me I’m not gamble you can count on me to split
The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won’t exist.
I’ve got a flask inside my pocket we can share it on the train
If you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same
We might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain
But what was normally in the evening, by the morning seems insane.
And I’m not sure what the trouble was that started all of this
The reasons have run away but the feeling never did
It’s not something I would recommend, but it is one way to live
Cause what is simple in the moonlight, by the morning never is
What’s so simple in the moonlight, by the morning is so complicated.
What’s so simple in the moonlight, so simple in the moonlight
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