Remove us from the scene of the crime
I cant help myself, details fill my mind
They roll their eyes
Pull our elbows
I forget, our love was so hopeful
I promise I wont linger long
I promise I wont push my face
Up against your clothes
Or your stupid sheets
I deserve a stay
A second thought
I put your head on straight
I can’t return the key
You are the marrying type
A commitment
I cant help myself
if it’s a fit will fit

I promise I wont linger long
I promise I wont push my face
Up against your clothes
Or the stupid sheets
X2

It’s a heart attack that you feel
X6

I promise I wont linger long
I promise I wont push my face
Up against your clothes
I wont linger long
I wont push my face up against your clothes
Or your stupid sheets

Just give me the key
I want your things
Like I want your face
It’s a heart attack that you feel
It’s a crying shame not to spend the night
You look your age, but you don’t act the type
You don’t act the type X2

It’s a heart attack that you feel
X4


sainthood B-side