If you have a clue to what they might be, please email me.
Left a lot to be desired
And the candle just past the wick
It's cut down to the wire
That's where the flame turns blue
At the lowest point of the fire
Yeah, I'm rockin' on this bar stool
'Cause the legs are cut uneven
And the lights just went up with the chairs
Yeah, yeah, all right, I'm leaving
Just give me one more shaky moment
Give me one more silent reason
That's why I be leavin'
With given signs
Yes, I be leavin'
For some time
Well, I hurried down to the station
With drunk bags and a sober smile
But this tip-worthy elation
It only lasts for a while
It's a temporary medication
Yeah, it's medicine for the poisoned vial
Yeah, I'm going where the homes all come immaculate
And they stock that bitter wine
And the count is always accurate
'Cause it's measured in time
Yeah, that's the aftertaste
The taste that comes before the bottom line
That's why I be leavin'
With given signs
Yes, I be leavin'
For some time
They're exchanging used car lots for churches
And pawn shops for patience (patients)
With neon-lit beer signs
And Christmas lights for occasions
Yeah, they're all looking for an excuse
They're all looking for the same pretty persuasion
Down here it's all engine talk
And the memory of motion
That train in the distance
It's the sound of the ocean
It's the fear of believing
Believing all of this could never end
That's why I be leavin'
With given signs
Yes, I be leavin'
For some time
That's why I be leavin'
With given signs
Yes, I be leavin'
For some time
