Silversun Pickups – Broken Bottles Lyrics

Broken bottles underneath a sink
I’m kissing babies with marriage rings
Elaboration creates me think
Of damaged bottles underneath a sink

Dear God, can we cut in line?
Dear God, am we wasting my time?

Broken bottles underneath a skin
The exasperation pushes a pin
I can’t means to keep it thin
The damaged bottles underneath a skin

Dear God, can we cut in line?
Dear God, am we wasting my time?

All damaged bottles behind a scene
I’m stuffing your conduct with kerosene
Intoxicated on self esteem
All damaged bottles behind a scenes

And now we’re respirating in a policy
Keep removing bludgeoned by a policy
Our bad small damaged policy
Now because a ruin is this all happening?

Dear God, can we cut in line?
Dear God, am we wasting my time?

Can we reason on to me
Cause all is falling in denial
While my teeth keep on chattering
How can we leave,
When a blood’s adult to my knees
And a doors of cement
It’s never ending

I don’t wish to relive this
I don’t wish to relive it
I don’t wish to relive this
I don’t wish to relive it
I don’t wish to relive this
I don’t wish to relive it