Turn On Me -
by The Shins
| You can fake it for a while, | |
| Bite your tongue and smile, | |
| Like every mother does an ugly child | |
| But the stars are leaking out, | |
| Like spittle from a cloud, | |
| Amassed resentment pelting ounce and pound | |
| You're entertaining any doubt, | |
| Because you had to know that I was fond of you, | |
| Fond of Y-O-U, | |
| Though I knew you masked your disdain. | |
| I can see that change was just too hard for us, | |
| Hard for us | |
| You always had to hold the reigns, | |
| But where I'm headed, you just don't know the way | |
| So affections fade away, | |
| And do adults just learn to play | |
| The most ridiculous, repulsive games? | |
| On the faith of ruddy sons, | |
| And the double-barreled guns, | |
| You better hurry, | |
| Rabbit, run, run, run | |
| 'Cause mincing you is fun, | |
| And there's a lot of hungry howlers in this world | |
| Set on taking it over | |
| But brittle, thorny stems, | |
| They break before they bend, | |
| And neither one of us is one of them. | |
| And the tails will never mend, | |
| 'Cause you had it in for me so long ago. | |
| Boy, I still don't know, | |
| I don't know why and I don't care, | |
| Well hardly anymore, | |
| If you'd only seen yourself hating me | |
| Hating me, | |
| When I've been so much more than fair | |
| But then you'd have to lay those feelings bare, | |
| One thing I know still got you scared, | |
| Yeah all that cold ire | |
| And never once aired on a dare | |
| You had to know that I was fond of you, | |
| Fond of Y-O-U. | |
| So I took your licks at the time, | |
| And a change like that is just so hard to do, | |
| Hard to do | |
| Don't let it whip-crack your life | |
| And I'll bow out from the fight | |
| Those old pious sisters were right | |
| The worst part is over | |
| Now get back on that horse and ride |