Pen to Paper - Modern Space

Oh, sit back and listen in

I’ll tell you a little story don’t know where to begin

Close your eyes and imagine with me

I’ll paint a little picture in your gallery

Tellin' more lies, bend the truth

I guess that’s what you call a spoiled youth

I’m all right, but a bit uptight

Just keep me busy on a Saturday night

All your moping

Giving me sorrow >:(Now you’re leaving

I had a feeling, oh

When it’s over, tell it to me like it is

Tell it to me like it is!

Forget about the story I was gonna tell

I crumpled up the paper, threw it into a well, oh

That’s just the way that life does go

How anyone gets by, shit, I don’t know

Rhythm blocks from an itchy head

Spill from pen and paper till the day I’m dead

I’ll wrap them up in a melody

Sing it to you drunkenly

All your moping

Giving me sorrow

Now you’re leaving

I had a feeling, oh

When it’s over, tell it to me like it is

Tell it to me like it is!

(You told it to me in the dead of the night

Swung out my hand as I lit up my light

«Share a cigarette with me before I go»

I had to say yes, diggin' a bigger hole)

(You told it to me in the dead of the night??"Trust in the town where warm lads

fight"??

I had to say it before I go

«I'm too young to feel this cold!»)

Now you’re leaving

I had a feeling, oh

When it’s over, tell it to me like it is

Tell it to me like it is!