Split, Splitting Songtext
von Mal Blum

Construction zone outside my window
I fell out of bed again
I′m getting used to it
But you wept, you said
I tasted like pain to you
I think that it's just a mood
But I hope it starts leaving soon

Like I do
Like I do
Like I do
Like I do
Like I do
Like I do


So I left then too
I slept in a parking lot
It used to feel dangerous
Now it′s just sad
Stories you told to them
Memories of foreign land
Ball steps and pirouettes
And I hadn't met you yet

It's not true
It′s not true
It′s not true
It's not true
It′s not true
It's not true

Me, I still don′t know
A broken down but faithful radio
A Doppler and Doppler from a car window
The sun on the ground
But you, I do
Raised red flags and charm and awe
I bet you taste like my made me if
But I don't want to find out


But I do
But I do
But I do
But I do
But I do
But I do

So I folded and
I felt like an actor then
Performing a narrative
Dressing, undressing it
Is this how it′s always been?
Don't know what the problem is
People abandoning you with our cries

And you think that I want
Lonely looking young and vulnerable
I bet you taste like my lowest lows
Bet I don't ever wanna know

But I do
But I do
But I do
But I do
But I do