La Dispute - For Mayor In Splitsville Lyrics
Funny what you think of after a collapseWhile lying in the dirt the first thing that comes back is never quite what you'd have guessedAnd if you could have, you probably would've said you'd check if all your limbs were intact still andthen try to get outWe played house with the neighbors in their basementSister made me husband she was older so I did her biddingI remember once their dad came in said, "You think this is bad?You don't know the half." And he laughed.It's funny what things come backThe first things you seeHow he sort of smiled like it's only a joke but he was lyingThere was something else inside of his eyesAll those secrets people tell to little childrenAre warnings that they give themLike, "Look, I'm unhappy. Please don't make the same mistake as me."Why are those old worn out jokes on married life told at toasts at receptions still?How does it never occur how often couples get burned and end uncertain in Splitsville?Funny what you think of in the wreckage, lying there in the dirt and the dust and the glassHow you're suddenly somewhere, in the desert, in the nighttime, and it's getting close to ChristmasAnd then her and that movie voice she uses when she reads,"Welcome to the Land of Enchantment" from a highway signAnd it's late so you take the next exitWhen that trip ended we came back the rent was due I was joblessI guess in retrospect I should've sensed decayThen that day, how you said, "I just don't know" and I promisedWe'd rearrange things to fix the mess I'd made hereBut I guess in the end we just moved furniture around 3XBut I guess in the end it sort of feels like every day it's harder to stay happy where you areThere are all these ways to look through the fence into your neighbor's yardWhy even risk it? It's safer to stay distantWhen it's so hard now to just be contentBecause there's always something elseNow I'm proposing my own toast, composing my own joke for those married menMaybe I'm miserable, I'd rather run for mayor in Splitsville than suffer your jokes again