A Loss For Words

A Loss For Words - Existential Crisis At The Cask 'n Flagon lyrics

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[Verse 1]

She packed up and left,

A still lit cigarette.

Brandishing silhouettes,

Against a backdrop of regret.

She needs an escape,

I mean, how much could she take?

My derision and hate,

I'm a sullen paperweight.



[Chorus]

I'll sit here as long as it takes,

Until bouncers carry me away, me away.

I'll sit here looking for a sign

At the bottom of this pint.



[Verse 1]

I got out of bed,

Unemotional, half-dead,

Whiskey poured to clear the head

Of all the reasons that she fled.

She needed escape,

I mean, how much could she take

Of my inebriated states?

I'm a drunken paperweight.



[Chorus]

I'll sit here as long as it takes,

Until bouncers carry me away, me away.

I'll sit here looking for a sign

At the bottom of this pint.



[Hook]

I'm only looking for someone else to blame,

Some kind of scapegoat to shoulder all this shame.

Another Sam Lager to help forget the days,

Forgetting myself in the shadow of Fenway.



[Bridge]

Can I ever, can I ever get it right?

Can I ever, can I ever get it right?



[Outro]

I'll sit here as long as it takes,

Until bouncers carry me away, me away.

I'll sit here looking for a sign

At the bottom of this pint,

At the bottom of this pint.
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