The Garage Lyrics

Love is on your tongue, sober's gonna come

A deeply colorful smile, that will last awhile

With all your sense barraged, keep calm baby it's just the garage

Taking my own fortune with no common sense

There's no telling when this will happen again

Now we're in the thick of it, and you got me into this

But when cops start questioning, I won't tell them a thing

Taking my own fortune with no common sense,

There's no telling when this will happen again

You grappled with god and told him once and for all

That you do what you want and won't love anyone

Now that time is malleable and we questions what is valuable

Well no matter what you do I'll still take care of you

Now we're in the thick of it, and you got me into this

But when cops start questioning, I won't tell them a thing

Now here's the psychic friends fair

How the hell did we get here

I'm staring at your blank stares

Love on my tongue and I can't steer

No i can't steer

I'm not sorry for what i said she said to all their friends

'I was the end, so fuck you and fuck me too,'

Though Fred's exposition was tragic, he fell deeper into madness

Pouring red into cheap wine glasses, that's when I write all of the classics

Distorted bottles of plastic, you're in love with my sadness

Distorted bottles of plastic, you're in love with my sadness

Distorted bottles of plastic, you're in love with my sadness