Photobooth

I remember when the days were long,
And the nights when the living room was on the lawn.
Constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman.
All the slander and double-speak
Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean
Anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth.

And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will put your hard heart away.
You were so condescending..
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.

Cup your mouth to compress the sound,
Skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town.
And everything that I said was true,
As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth.
Well, I lost track, and then those words were said.
You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed.
Soon we woke and I walked you home,
And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love.

And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.

And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending,
As the alcohol drained the days.

And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
The empty bottles, spent cigarettes.
So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on.

Cabina De Fotos

Recuerdo que cuando los días eran largos,
Y en las noches cuando la sala estaba en el césped.
Constantes peleas, los ajustes infantiles, y la ropa en una pila en la otomana.
Todas las calumnias y el doble sentido
eran solo los tontos intentos para probar que tu no significas Otra cosa
pero la prueba flagrante fueron tus labios tocando los mios en la cabina de fotos.

Y como final del verano,
El aire frío se pone el corazón duro de distancia.
Eras tan condescendiente ..
Y esto es todo lo que queda:
Raspar el papel del documento.
He preparado una muda de ropa y es hora de seguir adelante.

Copa en tu boca para comprimir el sonido,
Bañarse desnudo con los niños de un pueblo cercano.
Y todo lo que yo decía era cierto,
Como los flashes nos cegó en la cabina de fotos.
Bueno, he perdido la pista, y luego esas palabras se dijeron.
tu tomaste la rueda y nos dirigiste a mi cama.
Pronto se despertó y me fui casa,
Y fue muy claro que era casi amor.

Y como final del verano,
El aire frío se apresurará su duro corazón de distancia.
Eras tan condescendiente.
Y esto es todo lo que queda:
Raspar el papel del documento.
He preparado una muda de ropa y es hora de seguir adelante.

Y como final del verano,
El aire frío se apresurará su duro corazón de distancia.
Eras tan condescendiente,
Como el alcohol ha drenado los días.

Y como final del verano,
El aire frío se apresurará su duro corazón de distancia.
Eras tan condescendiente.
Y esto es todo lo que queda:
Las botellas vacías, gastando cigarrillos.
Así que una muda de ropa, porque es tiempo de seguir adelante