Paper Clips

Wear your teeth pretend you're 18

Maybe when you're tall you

Won't be scared of anything

Like hell waiting down below

Odd that you thought you'd go

Better touch all the table tops

And count all of the garden rocks

Out through the mouth pretend you're 18

Maybe when you're grown

This will all have been a dream

The bathroom mirror the stucco walls

The devil waiting in the hall

The pretty wind and quiet snow

Paperclips all in a row

Life has tripped you up by your laces

They thought maybe you

Would stop with these phases

You came to a full stop in the races

Cause life it just tripped you up by your laces

By your laces

Talk weather like you're 18

Bandaging your background like your bleach clean

The waiting room the hollow gaze

The acceptance of fleeting faith

The kids wearing their summer glow

Your paperclips all in a row

Life has tripped you up by your laces

They thought maybe you

Would stop with these phases

You came to a full stop in the races

Cause life it just tripped you up by your laces

Life has tripped you up by your laces

They thought maybe you

Would stop with these phases

You came to a full stop in the races

Cause life it just tripped you up by your laces

By your laces

The kids wearing their summer glow

Your paperclips all in a row