The sun reflects off the sand, and it hurts my eyes So I blame it on that But you stepped on a hive as I passed by So you blame it on that My mouth is a hollow garage Built to spill the ideas of my mind's montage Pictures projected on the side of their house She likes it when I make my voice sound Scouse The film is warped so the plot won't connect Cars in the driveway as dusk resurrects A feeling so fleeting, a romanticized pleasure I've been seeing more love since the first time I met her Light switches with screws loose Opinions are obtuse Fragile masculinity I want to shatter Listen close and hear my teeth chatter 'Cause this years winter came without warning Like a fire alarm at three in the morning My head against the wall so it feels like the floor Her leg on my leg, my eyes on the door White fluorescents, my adolescence I'll shut my eyes to forget about both and think Maybe one day you'll grow up and be happy Like a VHS in a bathtub Like a basement in a mansion Like you're laughing and feeling love Maybe one day you'll grow up and be happy (The film is warped so the plot won't connect) Like a VHS in a bathtub (Cars in the driveway as dusk resurrects) Like a basement in a mansion (A feeling so fleeting, a romanticized pleasure) Like you're laughing and feeling love (I've been seeing more love since the first time I met her)