The Lawrence Arms - Turnstiles Lyrics
With a light of this matchI could burn this place to the groundThen fire engines'd screamDown crowded streets onto the sceneAnd then I'd make it rainNumb myself to never say your nameThat I've uttered in angerSaid with confusionLaughed over nervouslySaid without sympathyI must always remember:There's no point to surrenderNo more smiles;Revolving like turnstilesNo more deliberation;Analytical creationSee I'm incapable, a predepressionistThis is delivered with courageMuddled in tensionLashed out in honestySomeone come and save meI'm dying to tell youThis kills it forever, it was already deadI'm dying to tell youThis kills us forever, we were already deadAnd I'm just fineI haven't called you but I haven't had the timeThese thoughts are staleI've been revolving like turnstiles