Keep Me Waiting - Cymbals Eat Guitars

Eyes upside-down

Face malaise

You’ll pay for faking feelings

Leading false lives

Glazed and fever clouded

Pinned against the platform pillar

Moments frozen and relived

The wait is over

Step onto the train

Shrinking the sun lit up vessels in my shut eyelids

Landscape pixelates, flickers and blinks out to nothing

Motorboats drone styrofoam

The coolers packed with beer and soda

Splotchy shadows juke like floaters

Splendidly empty

The gentlemen came close to caring

Lines on my face from the labor of lying to spare you

Our city’s streetcars with Christmas lights strung on 'em

I taste my fever

Take in the room

I suck your earrings

Unfulfilled and scraping by

When I fall ill knock off at five

Scoot home sped only by a cold wind

Stolen passports

Pouring rain

I couldn’t ever feel the same

I’m glad I’m back

But it’s a goddamn bore