22 Syllables Lyrics

Into It. Over It.

You're too occupied
Choking on the smoke from this short fuse of mine
Which took a half year to light
Half year to light
To realize you should have waited for some sort of queue
Before jabbering on and on about the towns you once knew

Cause frankly, I'd asked you to stay
It's not my fault that you left anyway

A borrowed idea which was yours to borrow
You can thank me later
To keep you busy day after day
During sets of long hours
Dealing four dollar drinks to ten dollar tables
Is this all as you imagined it?
Talent to townie
Just wasting it
Because frankly I'd asked you to stay
So here's twenty-two syllables to show you I'm capable...

Until you decide we're taking our time
I'll read about us a couple days every month
Until you decide we're taking our time
I'll read about us a couple days every month

It's not me in a rut
It's not me in a rut
We're taking our time
A couple days every month
It's not me in a rut
We're taking our time
A couple days every month.
It's not me in a rut
It's not me in a rut

My Winter in Medford is quieter without you
(You'd just make yourself at home)
My kitchen at Midnight is quieter without you
(You'd just make yourself at home)
My evenings in, early, are quieter without you
(You'd just make yourself at home)
My pockets and wallet are quieter without you
(Have you made yourself a home?)

But frankly, I'd asked you to stay
It's not my fault that you left anyway

So, until you decide that we're wasting our time
I'll be reading about us a couple days every month
So, until you decide that we're wasting our time
I'll be reading about us a couple days every month

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