Dire Love

Don’t you realize?
This is the game
The argument dead ends
Before you let me explain
The doorbell cracks on impact
Parodying the ways
We slam ourselves around

It’s not broken
But I'm seein’ all the weak spots now

And Michael’s sleepin’ on a yoga mat
In the backroom with a friend he met
At CMJ after the Sailor Jerry showcase
Someone should get held tonight
Let ‘em stay
And if they hear me crying
It’s okay

In dire love
Exhilara
You’re burnin’ your candle at both ends
I'm a flood
And you’re above it
Leave me weepy over light bulbs again
Why don’t I just go and screw myself in?

Don’t you realize?
This is the game
You’re a natural winner
You treat me like I'm insane
My hand’s on your shoulder
So you don’t get killed
When we cross that road
Did you think we’d never get there
We’d just go around?

(I keep thinkin’ of)
And I keep thinking of mean things you said (two quarters short)
Two quarters short at the laundry again
Spin me out and tumble down (never)
Oh, you’ll never come clean
I could say some things

But I won’t until you say
You don’t want me to stay

In dire love
Exhilira
You’re whip smart
But like to pretend
That you don’t know
How lonely (la, la, la, la)
It gets when all your lights are going dim
Remember when you used to let me win?
Why don’t I just go and screw myself in?

Don’t you realize?
Don’t you realize?
Don’t you realize?
Please realize