Untitled (Scott Pilgrim Song) Lyrics

If I try

Writing this song a hundred times

Maybe I'll get it right

Maybe I'll get it right

If I cry, it's only when I drink white wine

Doesn't happen all the time

Lo oigo la caracol

She tells me everything

The ocean flows like chardonnay

Silver ribbons unroll

On the mar like clockwork

The moon is my escape

Take my blade of will

And carve my name into the sands

Rinse the blood

Of the snakes off your hands

Its never enough

Growing old and eating less

The older you get the more regret

Just remember to clean up your mess

Old grooves still interact

Blinking circuit rack

And you have nothing to fear

Cuz I guess football is back ?

Trash bin collector

Can't buy back the thoughts you toss

I always wanted to be a racer

But I'm too afraid of exhaust

Take my blade of will

And carve my name into the sands

Rinse the blood

Of the snakes off your hands

Its never enough

Growing old and eating less

The older you get the more regret

Just remember to clean up your mess

And its runnin' out

The passion starts to fade

The falling out

Decay it grows with age

Moments start to change

I'll forget my own name

Take my blade of will

And carve my name into the sands

Rinse the blood

Of the snakes off your hands

Its never enough

Growing old and eating less

The older you get the more regret

Just remember to clean up your mess