Lambchop - Short lyrics

Here’s a little story ‘bout regret

Doesn’t have an ending, it’s not finished yet

But from what I know this far it’s just a peep at who

we are

And an incomplete sentence that you said

Now it’s time to terminate our trust

Even though to you and me it doesn’t matter much

We can close our eyes and picture better days ahead

Even now the phone begins to ring

And our life hangs on a string

And today we start to learn just what that means

And somehow we’re faced with the fact

That you won’t ever get this back

This story’s short just like I said

Can’t seem to get it through my thick head

Started out with hope and now the ending is

suppressed

Smothered like a fire in your dreams

Or will we burn for you tomorrow in your dreams

Or will we pass out in the airport like a freak upon

your seat

Some freak upon your seat