Driftwood Smile Songtext

You remind me of a house I could have built with a poor view of the sky.

And that reminds me of tears I've seen - they clashed with each other in your mismatched eyes.

In praise of in refrain your driftwood smile.

In praise or in refrain your awkward posture.

And all the songs I never wrote

They sing you to sleep

Lost in the mail There was a letter from me

And oh how it brings me down

now It takes me far away Where you'll never go.

Count down the days until I leave with the pile of pizza boxes that I licked clean.

The only way that this could ever end is with you hating me and me on a jetplane.
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