Luyện nghe bài hát For Mayor in Splitsville

Funny what you 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 the neighbors in their basement
made me husband she was older so I did her bidding
I remember their dad came in said, "You think this is bad?
You know the half." And he laughed.

It's funny what things back
The things you see

How he sort of like it's only a joke but he was lying
There was something else of his eyes
All those secrets tell to little children
Are warnings that give them
Like, "Look, I'm unhappy. Please don't make the same as me."

Why are those old worn out jokes on married life at toasts at receptions still?
How does it never occur how often couples get burned and end 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 movie she uses when she reads,
"Welcome to the Land of Enchantment" from a sign
And late so you take the next exit

When that trip ended we back the rent was due I was jobless
I in retrospect I should've sensed decay
Then that day, how you said, "I just know" and I promised
We'd rearrange things to fix the mess I'd here

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

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

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