For Mayor In Splitsville Lyrics - Rooms Of The House - La Dispute

Funny what you think of after a collapse 

While lying in the dirt the first thing that comes back is never quite what you'd have guessed 

And if you could have, you probably would've said you'd check 

if all your limbs were intact still and then try to get out 

We played house with the neighbors in their basement 

Sister made me husband she was older so I did her bidding 

I remember once their dad came in said, "You think this is bad? 

You don't know the half." And he laughed. 

It's funny what things come back 

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The first things you see 

How he sort of smiled like it's only a joke but he was lying 

There was something else inside of his eyes 

All those secrets people tell to little children 

Are warnings that they give them 

Like, "Look, I'm unhappy. Please don't make the same mistake as me." 

Why are those old worn out jokes on married life told at toasts at receptions still? 

How does it never occur how often couples get burned and end uncertain in Splitsville? 

Funny what you think of in the wreckage, lying there in the dirt and the dust and the glass 

How you're suddenly somewhere, in the desert, in the nighttime, and it's getting close to Christmas 

And then her and that movie voice she uses when she reads, 

"Welcome to the Land of Enchantment" from a highway sign 

And it's late so you take the next exit 

When that trip ended we came back the rent was due I was jobless 

I guess in retrospect I should've sensed decay 

Then that day, how you said, "I just don't know" and I promised 

We'd rearrange things to fix the mess I'd made here 

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But I guess in the end we just moved furniture around But I guess in the end it sort of feels like every day it's harder to stay happy where you are 

There are all these ways to look through the fence into your neighbor's yard 

Why even risk it? It's safer to stay distant 

When it's so hard now to just be content 

Because there's always something else 

Now I'm proposing my own toast, composing my own joke for those married men 

Maybe I'm miserable, I'd rather run for mayor in Splitsville than suffer your jokes again