The World Moves On Lyrics - I Know What Love Isn't - Jens Lekman

The thermometer ran out of numbers 

When it reached fifty degrees 

I just lay down on the floor 

With a bag of frozen peas 

We saw plumes of smoke 

Rising in the distance from our balcony 

I poured a glass of wine 

Sucked the juice out of a kiwi 

Catherine turned on the TV 

They showed acres after acres 

Of absolutely nothing 

And then Stevie called and said 

Are you watching what I'm watching? 

I said I'm watching what you're watching 

Oh what is it I'm watching 

The night before I had been bored 

My legs had been restless 

It was my birthday 

I'd already opened up my presents 

At the social club I met some friends 

Who were friends with this girl 

One by one they dropped of 

Till it was just me and her 

We made out in every bar in town 

While the state of Victoria 

Burned down to the ground 

And the sun rose over the city 

The wind swept through the valley 

You don't get over a broken heart 

You just learn to carry it gracefully 

Edinburgh gardens offered some kind of shade 

I would pick up some beers and head down to the lake 

Watch the possums and listen to the growling banter 

There was one I liked especially 

I named her Santa sentimental 

I would offer a slice of apple from my hand 

She would sniff it, frown, and then lumber back to the trash can 

I was going uphill on my mountain bike 

When I was passed by a scooter 

You got a dollar or a cigarette 

Hey I'm talking to you poofa 

What I should have said was nothing 

What I said was get lost 

Next thing I'm upside-down 

With my bike in the ground 

Hitting dirt all the way home 

Cursing the buried ground which I was chewing on 

And the sun rose over the city 

The wind swept through the valley 

You don't get over a broken heart 

You just learn to carry it gracefully 

And that's what it's like 

When you've had your heart broken 

The world just shrugs it's shoulders 

And keeps going 

It just moves on in all it's sadness and glory 

Oh but then you're with a friend 

I tell them my story 

I saw Bunny put the book back on the shelf 

She says maybe it's time you take a look at yourself 

No one's born an asshole 

It takes a lot of hard work 

And God knows I've worked my ass off 

To be a jerk 

So many hands I've held 

While wondering why I felt nothing 

Why when I let go of that hand 

I always start to feel something 

Like a bottle smashed against my head 

She said I wish you would have just cheated on me instead 

Loving without loving 

Is always the worst crime 

I know all the signs and signals 

Cause now I've been on both sides 

The way you choose your words 

The limpness of your hand 

I almost died when you introduced me as a friend 

How can you call me a friend 

If you don't love me 

Then please have the dignity to tell me 

I never said any of that 

I just shook that hand and looked 

Down at the doormat 

And the sun rose over the city 

The wind swept through the valley 

You don't get over a broken heart 

You just learn to carry it gracefully