Gone For Good - the Shins

Untie me, I’ve said no vows

The train is getting way too loud

I gotta leave here my girl

Get on with my lonely life

Just leave the ring on the rail

For the wheels to nullify

Until this turn in my head

I let you stay and you paid no rent

I spent twelve long months

On the lam

That’s enough sitting on the fence

For the fear of breaking dams

I find a fatal flaw

In the logic of love

And go out of my head

You love a sinking stone

That’ll never elope

So get used to the lonesome

Girl, you must atone some

Don’t leave me no phone number there

It took me all of a year

To put the poison pill to your ear

But now I stand on honest ground, on honest ground

You want to fight for this love

But honey you cannot wrestle a dove

So baby it’s clear

You want to jump and dance

But you sat on your hands

And lost your only chance

Go back to your hometown

Get your feet on the ground

And stop floating around

I find a fatal flaw

In the logic of love

And go out of my head

You love a sinking stone

That’ll never elope

So get used to used to the lonesome

Girl, you must atone some

Don’t leave me no phone number there