Rumors Of Knives

Here, no one has ever said a word that wasn't sharp and well rehearsed, but you were rumors of knives. Yeah, you were rumors of knives. But that summer we owned every goddamn street until the jealous heat melted the concrete. You were the sun at the time. You were the sun at the time, but you still found a way to place the blame on me, yeah. Yeah, you swore you were crime dressed in white, you were a virgin's last night, but we're all so insignificant, it didn't quite work out, did it? You are a broken headlight. You are a lie stretched too tight. We all sing and no one listens, so it didn't quite work out, did it? Did it? So you sold me out. Yeah, you took my advice, so I tried not to mind, it was just a matter of time. I just thought you were a snapshot of blurs, a moment of beauty that will never reoccur. Yeah, you fooled me, you had me convinced, and I hate to admit, I still miss it, but I just miss the colors that were never there, but you still swear you were the name they recite, you were an atheist's first night, but we're all so insignificant, it didn't quite work out, did it? You are a ghost in the light. You are the lines I rewrite, and none of us will ever mean shit, so it didn't quite work out cuz now I can tell a wolf, I can tell a wolf by their eyes. Yeah, now I can tell a wolf, I can tell a wolf by their eyes, by their eyes, yeah. Give up. So give up, I can tell a wolf, I can tell a wolf by their eyes, by their eyes. Yeah, now I can tell a wolf, I can tell a wolf by their eyes, by their eyes, yeah.