Cannons - Youth Lagoon

Rolling up the windows of my '96 Buick

So the rain can’t get inside of it

I have more dreams than you have posters of your favorite teams

You’ll never talk me out of this

It takes more than I’ve got to hold my tongue

You shot me with a wooden gun

And though the shot won’t kill me it still bruises skin

That you don’t believe in what your mouth runs

Get your cannons ready, light the wick

It will take more than an argument

To change my mind

So why keep trying?

Keep trying, and you will never talk me out of it

Get your cannons ready, light the wick

It will take more than an argument

To change my mind

So why keep trying?

Keep trying, and you will never talk me out of it