If You Talk To Symbol/hostility Voyeur Lyrics - Of Montreal

If you talk to Symbol, tell her I've moved on 

I'm ghosting her 'cause I want it to be over 

We had our laugh, we had our smile 

I guess I know that I'm wrong 

If she asks, tell her I'm back at home 

Mostly alone in disruptive thinking 

Erasing plans, erasing us 

I guess I know that I'm wrong 

When things are too nice for too long 

I lose myself, I lose my what's good 

Want to lash out, want to blow things up again 

I want to blow them up now 

I want to blow them up again 

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When we made love, I gave you a pet name 

That didn't mean I wanted you to be my dog 

Needing someone is such a weakness 

I guess I know that I'm wrong 

When things are too nice for too long 

I lose myself, I lose what's good 

Want to lash out, want to blow things up again 

I want to blow them up now 

I want to blow them up again 

If you talk to Symbol, tell her I've moved on 

I'm ghosting her 'cause I want it to be over 

Needing someone is such a weakness 

I guess I know that I'm wrong 

I guess I know that I'm wrong 

Photos 

Thinking of you in the anarchist zone 

Shooting rockets at a drone 

Trigger bombs with your flip phone 

Kissing girls of broken glass 

Washing off the sarin gas 

Kill the rats, close the gates 

Erase the United States 

From your head 

From your head 

Your head 

Alone again, with the letter never sent 

And me like a swan with a broken neck who keeps singing 

Even though anyone would hate to hear its song 

I read the letter aloud and then burn it 

Guess I know way too much now to unlearn it 

Teach yourself how to make love and then earn it 

(Teach yourself how to make love and then earn it) 

See me spark a personality flair 

Breeding a style nobody would wear 

I'm such a mongrel, I don't really care 

(I'm such a mongrel, I don't really care) 

Thine eyes say "God, I'm not into this yet" 

Thine eyes say "kitty fly into my net" 

It's all being recorded, how could we forget 

(It's all being recorded, how could we forget) 

I've been in the cache where your memories are stored 

It's shocking how little in life we're adored 

If we weren't filming ourselves, we'd get bored 

(If we weren't filming ourselves, we'd get bored) 

There is no anger, no I'm not as fragile as before 

I've decided not to be a voyeur of this war 

Alone again, with the letter never sent 

And me like a swan with a broken neck who keeps singing 

Even though anyone would hate to hear its song