Artist: Death Cab For Cutie Album: Crooked Teeth EP (2006) Title: Talking Like Turnstiles
Lyrics Talking Like TurnstilesSometimes I talk like a turnstile, When I have had too much to drink. A tangled tongue like English Ivy; Just like a film dubbed out of sync.
The phone is ringing in the guest room; A muffled voice on the machine. It's either someone I don't wanna talk to, Or someone selling what I don't need.
'Cause I'm only waiting for you to come on home.
Sometimes I fall in fits of laughter. My bottle shatters on the floor, And you apologize perfusely, For the drunkard on your arm.
I'll change, love, change, love; Change for you. 'Cause even slurred words can contain some truth. I'll change, love, change, love; Change for you....
When I am ready to. |