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[Verse 1: Taylor Goldsmith]
The separation was symmetrical
They both retreated to their sides
Drawing lists of demands
And muddy lines in the sand
Trying out their separate lives
Most of the damage was collateral
But still inspired some debate
All the principles of why all the people we love
Are the same as we also can hate
[Chorus]
You just roll with the punches
Until you canât feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww yeah
The separation was logistical
Deciding what belongs to whom
How dying love manifests
In a rug or a chest
The decorations of a room
Every promise was negotiable
Most of all the ones they made alone
When she finally forgave
What heâll take to his grave
Learning not to pick up the phone
You just roll with the punches
Until you canât feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww yeah
He starts existing as a miracle
A man of static right behind your eyes
That you filter everything through
Without knowing you do
A past and future synthesized
You just roll with the punches
Until you canât feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww yeah
You just roll with the punches
Until you canât feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww yeah
- Album:
- All Your Favorite Bands
- Nothing Is Wrong
- Miscellaneous
- When The Tequila Runs Out
- Spotify Sessions
- Right On Time
- Compilation
- Things Happen - Single
- Things Happen
- Stories Don’t End
- Daytrotter Session
- From The Right Angle
- Suitcase
- Paste mPlayer #1: June 27, 2011
- Rolling Stone: New Noises, Volume 106
- Paste mPlayer #22
- 93.3 KGSR Broadcasts, Volume 19
- Uncut: The Best of 2011
- ATO Records Spring Sampler 2012
- This Is Loose