Dashboard Confessional - Matters Of Blood And Connection lyrics

Why do you speak with that accent now?

Everyone knows you're not from the streets

You went to prep school in Cambridge

With daughters and sons of the privileged elite

Their fortunes from shipping and industry

Their futures in yacht clubs and tails

So why do you speak with that accent now?

Everyone knows you're moonlighting here

To avail yourself of your heritage

For a season or two in the sun

Draw well from the funds in the trust

Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons

For us it's a matter of charging the gates

For you it's a matter of blood and connections

Of blood and connections

So who do you fool with that costume now?

Everyone knows you're not who you seem

You've got a hard way about you

For someone whose passage is already paid

By the sins and the schemes of your father

And the infinite reach of his arm

Draw well from the funds in the trust,

Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons

For us it's a matter of charging the gates

For you it's a matter of blood

Drink well from your bottomless cup

And bask in your good fortune

For us it's a matter of charging the gates

For you it's a matter of blood and connections

So where will you be when you tire of the fun

The escape, the charade, and your time in the sun

I know everyone does their own reinvention

But yours has a taste that's hard to swallow

And what will you tell of your tenure with us?

Will you build yourself up, like the size of your hunt?

If they're anything like what you've been telling us

Those stories will make true believers

Of the chumps and the fools

So why do you speak with that accent now?

Everyone knows you're not from the streets