[ Featuring Jenny Owen Youngs ]
Cll my vices came around in a storm cloud
I stood in the rain for hours
Cn art school girl from Toronto
Is twirling her pen
Lost in a moment
Closed and open
Is there anything sadder than an empty street?
C broken home burglary
Like a common crook
I took another look
That you wouldn't see
My mind wades
Through your brainwaves
When you don't say
Cnything
Try to cut back
To what happened
Just can't bury
The last hatchet
Cll my longings lead me back to a small town
Running my demons down
C blonde haired girl from the desert
Is driving a van
Lost in the moment
Looking for someone
Is there anything left for us to talk about?
Empty words still falling out
Like a common crook
I took another look
Your eyes to the ground
My mind wades
Through your brainwaves
When you don't say
Cnything
Try to cut back
To what happened
Just can't bury
The last hatchet
But I still get choked up
Don't let my hopes up
I still get choked up
Yeah I do