From First To Last Populace In Two Lyrics

Populace In Two Lyrics

your memories will always haunt me like a ghost

to put it nicely I hope you choke

a poet of sorts but I'm not enough to give you an eyesore

it's hard to swallow with your hands around my throat

I'm sick and tired of I told you so

you can call me at home but i know better than to answer the phone

when people ask about the last time that we spoke

I let the stiches do the talking for the most part

and I leave out how you threw the lamp through my front window



just burn the photographs and bury all the pages that we knew

in short this is a long goodbye to unexpecting you

just burn the photographs and bury all the pages that we knew

in short this is a long goodbye to unexpecting you



Even if i spend 2004 listening to morrisey in my car

I'm better off alone than i would be in your arms

Even if i spend 2004 listening to morrisey in my car

I'm better off alone than i would be in your arms



In your arms

Im better off alone



just burn the photographs and bury all the pages that we knew

in short this is a long goodbye to unexpecting you

just burn the photographs and bury all the pages that we knew

in short this is a long goodbye to unexpecting you



just burn the photographs and bury all the pages that we knew

in short this is a long goodbye to unexpecting you

just burn the photographs and bury all the pages that we knew

in short this is a long goodbye to unexpecting you



to unexpecting you (to unexpecting you)

just burn the photographs

to unexpecting you (to unexpecting you)