Burst encasing, silhouette driving
Self help liquid bookshelf drying
Skinniest mind where the lips were sewn
It doesn't feel like home, feel like home
I saw you in the pages of a book
I heard you laughing and I couldn't bear to look
I saw you on the Red Line train alone
And you were heading anywhere but, anywhere but
Ungrown, I can't let it go
I was facing nothing outwardly amazing
They were right that I was hallowed
I was crazy
The thoughtless thoughtfulness so deathly entertained me
Enable me with silence
Drunken lovelessness and how you're very sorry
Oh no, I can't let it go
All the drinks that we spilled down in the basement
Covered up and now
I'm so set back, off track
I'm so ungrown
I don't feel I can call anywhere home
Anywhere home, anywhere home
Oh no, I can't let it go
Me and Jenny, we would drink down in the basement
Yeah, we'd smile and talk of Amy and our families
And all the places and the things we're always missing
And the people and the slipstream
And we'd act like they were listening
Oh no, I can't let it go
We would drink and laugh through truth and lies
We would say goodbye
We would say goodbye

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