Perfectly Still - Gin Blossoms

It’s our call

It sways, it stalls

I need a little extra time alone

Well maybe take the long way home

Just enough to get it wrong

Nothing like a bad decision

Says who you are

Fools rush in

For the grist in my

For the grist in my mill

Can’t you see

When you’re perfectly

When you’re perfectly still

One big rout

We’re all sold out

If nothing’s off limits, we’ll pay

Price tags on every other day

We’re bankrupt here for now

But they can’t take my anger

It can’t be touched

Fools rush in

For the grist in my

For the grist in my mill

Can’t you see

When you’re perfectly

When you’re perfectly still…

Outdated maps

Missed pull-out ramps

I won’t contribute to our own demise

Pass up the consolation prize

It starts from here from now

Nothing like a bad decision

Says who you are

Fools rush in…