Luyện nghe bài hát For Mayor in Splitsville

Funny you think of after a collapse
While lying in the dirt the first thing that comes back is never what you'd have guessed
And if you could have, you would've said you'd check if all your limbs were intact still and
try to get out

We played house with the neighbors in their
made me husband she was older so I did her bidding
I remember once their dad came in said, "You think this is
You don't the half." And he laughed.

It's what things come back
The first you see

How he sort of smiled like it's only a but he was lying
There was something inside of his eyes
All those secrets people tell to children
Are that they give them
Like, "Look, I'm unhappy. Please make the same mistake as me."

Why are those old out jokes on married life told at toasts at receptions still?
How does it never occur how couples get burned and end uncertain in Splitsville?

Funny what you think of in the wreckage, lying there in the and the dust and the glass
How you're somewhere, in the desert, in the nighttime, and it's getting close to Christmas
And then her and that voice she uses when she reads,
"Welcome to the Land of Enchantment" a highway sign
And late so you take the next exit

When trip ended we came back the rent was due I was jobless
I guess in I should've sensed decay
Then that day, how you said, "I don't know" and I promised
rearrange things to fix the mess I'd made here

But I in the end we just moved furniture around 3X

But I guess in the end it sort of feels like every day it's harder to stay happy you are
are all these ways to look through the fence into your neighbor's yard
Why even it? It's safer to stay distant
When it's so hard now to be content
Because there's something else

Now I'm proposing my own toast, composing my own joke for those men
Maybe I'm miserable, I'd run for mayor in Splitsville than suffer your jokes again