DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE
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Sometimes I think this cycle never ends
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
And it seems by the time that I have figured what its worth
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse

But if I move my place in line Ill lose
And I have waited the anticipations got me glued

I am waiting for something to go wrong
I am waiting for familiar resolve

Sometimes it seems that I dont have the skills to recollect
The twists and turns of plot that turned us from lovers to friends
I am thinking I should take that volume back up off the shelf
And crack its weary spine and read to help remind myself

But if I move, my place in line, Ill lose
And I have waited the anticipations got me glued

I am waiting for something to go wrong
I am waiting for familiar resolve
I am waiting for another repeat,
Another diet fed by crippling defeat
And I am waiting for that sense of relief
I am waiting for you to flee the scene
As if you held in your hand the smoking gun
And on the floor laid the one you said you loved...

And whats strange is theyre all basically the same
So I dont ask names anymore

Sometimes I think this cycle never ends
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
And it seems by the time that I have figured what its worth
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse