The Carpal Tunnel Of Love (Album Version)

(We take sour sips From life's lush lips And we shake, shake, shake the hips In relationships) Stomp out this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, "I know you're only blinding to keep back What the clouds are hiding." And we might've started singing just a little soon We're throwing stones at a glass moon [Chorus} Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoah-oh... We keep the beat With your blistered feet And we bullet the words At the mockingbirds singing Slept through the weekend and dreaming Of sinking with the melody Of the cliffs of eternity Got postcards from my Former self saying: "How've you been?" And we might've said goodbyes Just a little soon (Stomp out this disaster town) Whoa, Robbing lips and Kissing banks under this moon [Chorus] [x2] Ohh… (It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche!) (When the pearls in our shells got up to dance!) (You call me a bad tipper of the cradle!) (Tired young fawns on hunter's lawns!) (We're the has-beens of husbands!) (Sharpening the knives of young wives!) (Take two years and call me when you're better!) (Take tears that are mine, find yourself wetter!) [Chorus] Woah..ooo! We're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning