Dark Brush - Umphrey's McGee

We were overstaying, it was like a

Dream come true… Penciled in the timing

You know pens are only for fools…

Drift around when you want it

Never seem to follow the rules…

Enough of my talking, never be misunderstood

(If you need help, dial the operator)

Then you crept in my back door!

Now I know that you’re pissed off

Want to put your hands round my throat

You looked like the devil

It was something I could see right through

Now I caught you counting the seconds until I’m through

Then you crept through my back door

Then you crept through my back door

Then you crept through my back door

(Are you talking to me?)