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Varsity

C. 2002

 

C. 2002

(album: Varsity - 2015)


Circa 2002
Both back in town
And we're listening to sounds that we stole
And the curtains are drawn
On your parents front lawn
But you have nowhere else you can go
Local college
You both had aged out but you knew how to scout
For the girls
Wouldn't dare take them home
Now you wait by the phone
For a call that won't ever come

You don't wanna
You don't gotta

Don't you know, you know
She's never gonna call you back
Or pick up the slack
Told you she had taken care of
At her favorite bar
Over last call Sunday

You don't wanna
But you gotta

Statues
English garden
There's rocks on the wall but you aren't quite that tall
So you're praying
For a friend or a foe
Unbelievably close
To the role that you should've been playing
Our new record
The one that you sought
Which you finally bought
It's all broken
And the curtains are drawn
And the scenery is wrong
But you have nowhere else you can

You don't wanna
You don't gotta

Don't you know, you know
She's never gonna call you back
Or pick up the slack
Told you she had taken care of
At her favorite bar
Over last call Sunday

You don't wanna
But you gotta

Don't you know, you know
She's never gonna call you back
Or pick up the slack
Told you she had taken care of
At her favorite bar
Last call Sunday

You don't wanna
But you gotta

You don't wanna
Be without your phone
For a minute or two
Be without your phone
When I am talking to you
On your telephone [x3]

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