Model Ships کے بول

I've dragged this halo through the dirt for the last time I can't find the thrill in this, I don't think I even tried If I make this bed the way it was I'll erase the story of the night like the ocean forgets about a storm, like I can't tell what's wrong from right Somehow I've made it through the night As sure as the rise and fall of the tide Rayleigh scattered morning blue across my sky, the windy city is frozen and covered in ice So I've got this theory of vitality And it turns out that it means the world to me We trap our demons in beer bottles And throw them to the curb the next day I've dragged this halo through the dirt for the last time I can't find the thrill in this, I don't think I even tried If I make this bed the way it was I'll erase the story of the night like the ocean forgets about a storm, like I can't tell what's wrong from right Within this bottle I'll build a ship and I'll sail it straight into your lips because you look like her