Cut It Short

She still wants to know

What I still don't know to say

When we go below

All songs I should know go away

We take the long road home but cut it short

When all the soul falls out from the cold

Into words for you

All that I can do

Songs too true

Break it into two

I'll slip on a loop

Diamond in a soup to choke

They cop a feel and fate takes the wheel

A figure eight

She still doesn't know

What I still don't know to say

When words dig a hole

We are what what we stole

And go away

We take the long road home [x2]

And cut it short