Kissing the Lipless -
by The Shins
| Called to see | |
| If your back was still aligned | |
| And your sheets | |
| Were growing grass | |
| All on the corners of your bed | |
| But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves | |
| It has too much to do with me | |
| And secretly | |
| I want bury in the yard | |
| The grey remains of a friendship scarred | |
| You told us of your new life there | |
| You got someone coming around | |
| Gluing tinsel to your crown | |
| He's got you talking pretty loud | |
| You berate, remember your ailing heart | |
| And your criminal eyes | |
| You say you're still in love | |
| If it's true, what can be done? | |
| It's hard to leave | |
| All those moments behind | |
| You tested your metal | |
| Of doe's skin and petals | |
| While kissing the lipless | |
| Who bleed all the sweetness away |