Okkervil River The Stand Ins Calling And Not Calling My Ex She was once mine That smile that shines from the glossy magazine that stuck inside the Sunday Times She was so sweet on Christmas Eve With the snow set deep, when we went walking through the pines I had just been fired and her first offer had arrived And the new year would see her flying far away from me Though I didn't know it at the time With outstretched hands Now she commands A famous figure for every picture And she stands up strong and she demands And they deliver Yeah, she's a fixture And it's a mixture of dumb jealousy and fear that I might feel, should she appear Just like it hasn't been three years And there's a distance to her voice over the phone and that's because she stands alone While I'm still sitting here Girl, you see me here on another quiet night I will wait until another indistinguishable day arrives I'll decide where the light's even and bright Where my life's sweet as it's slightly, disappointedly, just gliding softly by And you won't wait for me in some secluded stand of trees some Christmas Eve some god was kind enough to set aside Although I'd love you to, I'm proud of you God knows I'm feeling really stupid now For having ever said goodbye During the fight I said, "Yeah right" When you insisted that I visit, that you'd write Now, I know you're working hard so I never hear from you, and that's fine You look the same on TV as when you were mine I walk in from the kitchen and I finger the remote control I watch you from the distance, you go walking through the terminal I remember ever instance, when you stung me Oh, you're so lovely Oh, you're so smart So, go turn their heads, go knock them dead, go break their hearts Go break their hearts Baby, break their hearts And I know you will |
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