Out in the Midwest, the hearts are restless, they end up buried in the land. The land is fertile, but it seems a futile hunt when all the ones I love have up and ran. Moved to the southwest to straight escape this there's no more winter on her ears. But even if there was, I'd try to warm them up, but I'm no competition for the sun or the mountains, the coke or money or the beautiful people.
I tried to love you in this average Midwest scene. You couldn't fathom my average Midwest dreams. So leave me or love me, but don't you leave me loving you and wondering the way it will end or begin again.
Whiskey bottle in kitchen on the floor near the place where I tried to take my soul and it's happening more and more and more. Circumstance. Two years from now you can tell your friends how you met this crazy long haired man who you could never really ever understand. Circumstance. You can tell them how he said that he loved you how you never really thought that it was true, but underneath it all I know you knew. Circumstance. Whiskey bottle in the bedroom on the floor where I go when I'm alone and it's happening more and more and more. Circumstance.
Out in the Midwest, the hearts are restless, the mouths say things they shouldn't have. I told you I love you and how I meant it too. I still would love to be your man. Told me you loved me and changed your story I think you're lying to yourself. We never had a chance to have a fair romance it's in the box and on the shelf or the table and every moment I just want to open it.
I tried to love you in this average Midwest scene. You couldn't fathom my average Midwest dreams. So leave me or love me, but don't you leave me loving you and wondering the way it will end or begin again.
Whiskey bottle in kitchen on the floor near the place where I tried to take my soul and it's happening more and more and more. Circumstance. Two years from now you can tell your friends how you met this crazy long haired man who you could never really ever understand. Circumstance. You can tell them how he said that he loved you how you never really thought that it was true, but underneath it all I know you knew. Circumstance. Whiskey bottle in the bedroom on the floor where I go when I'm alone and it's happening more and more and more. Circumstance.
credits
from Trashed Castles,
released November 12, 2010
Matthew Nemeth - lyrics, lead vocals, acoustic guitar
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