8x10 Songtext
von Alix Olson
8x10 Songtext
She has lips in the subway
She′s just a pair of subway lips
She has lips in the subway
She's just a pair of subway lips
She has lips in the subway
She′s just a pair of subway lips
And her lips are a red trashy suitcase
And I want to crawl inside
She says these lips they travel cargo
Yeah but I don't really mind
You know they take me farther
Than when I had nothing to ride inside
And her lips are flapping
Like two little fish on her face
She says I ain't even hooked yet
But it′s a big place this mess
And I guess she′s taught me a thing or two
'Cause by the time she′s through
My lips feel new, unadorned
And I got sticky stuff and scratches
From the night before
But now I'm thinking man
My lips sure must look bored, serene
And I am pissed off and turned on
And everything in between
I scream this world is a battleground
She says that′s 'cause you try to claim it
You′re a prisoner, call your truce
And wear your war paint to maintain it
See you wear your perfect words
Well I wear my perfect pout
I guess you work with what you got
And you hope it all works out
And she has lips in the subway
She's just a pair of subway lips
Yeah she has lips in the subway
She's just a pair of subway lips
She′s a crayon in a box
One of those rosy colors everyone knows
She′s chewing her lip
But there's a place that′s exposed
And the subway preacher's screaming
Only God can save this nation
And she′s putting on a fresh coat
She says I'm wearing my salvation
I′m wearing my salvation
See now I mask my tracks
They leave me alone
I carve my own path
They never follow me home
See now I draw the lines
I've learned to pretend
They don't want to know where I begin
They don′t need to know where I end
I don′t have time to play this game
So I give up at the start
All you fools, you girls
Struggling to get through
Don't you know through
It′s the best part
She's pitching her weight
With the shifting of the car
She′s holding on tight to the top of the bar
And I'm feeling this proud
I′ve never felt before
For lips in the subway
Subway lips
Are a red trashy suitcase
And I want to crawl inside
She says these lips they travel cargo
Yeah but I don't really mind
You know they take me farther
Than when I had nothing to ride inside
These lips they take me farther
Than when I had nothing to ride behind
These subway lips
These subway lips are a red trashy suitcase
And I want to crawl inside
These subway, subway lips
She′s just a pair of subway lips
She has lips in the subway
She's just a pair of subway lips
She has lips in the subway
She′s just a pair of subway lips
And her lips are a red trashy suitcase
And I want to crawl inside
She says these lips they travel cargo
Yeah but I don't really mind
You know they take me farther
Than when I had nothing to ride inside
And her lips are flapping
Like two little fish on her face
She says I ain't even hooked yet
But it′s a big place this mess
And I guess she′s taught me a thing or two
'Cause by the time she′s through
My lips feel new, unadorned
And I got sticky stuff and scratches
From the night before
But now I'm thinking man
My lips sure must look bored, serene
And I am pissed off and turned on
And everything in between
I scream this world is a battleground
She says that′s 'cause you try to claim it
You′re a prisoner, call your truce
And wear your war paint to maintain it
See you wear your perfect words
Well I wear my perfect pout
I guess you work with what you got
And you hope it all works out
And she has lips in the subway
She's just a pair of subway lips
Yeah she has lips in the subway
She's just a pair of subway lips
She′s a crayon in a box
One of those rosy colors everyone knows
She′s chewing her lip
But there's a place that′s exposed
And the subway preacher's screaming
Only God can save this nation
And she′s putting on a fresh coat
She says I'm wearing my salvation
I′m wearing my salvation
See now I mask my tracks
They leave me alone
I carve my own path
They never follow me home
See now I draw the lines
I've learned to pretend
They don't want to know where I begin
They don′t need to know where I end
I don′t have time to play this game
So I give up at the start
All you fools, you girls
Struggling to get through
Don't you know through
It′s the best part
She's pitching her weight
With the shifting of the car
She′s holding on tight to the top of the bar
And I'm feeling this proud
I′ve never felt before
For lips in the subway
Subway lips
Are a red trashy suitcase
And I want to crawl inside
She says these lips they travel cargo
Yeah but I don't really mind
You know they take me farther
Than when I had nothing to ride inside
These lips they take me farther
Than when I had nothing to ride behind
These subway lips
These subway lips are a red trashy suitcase
And I want to crawl inside
These subway, subway lips
Writer(s): James Mccollum, Fefe Dobson, Jason Levine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
