Crawling Through The Window
We ran into each other from different directions
You asked what it was like; I said "it's not worth the mention"
I wasn't lying. I was just tired
You said "come join if you don't mind complaining"
I promised that I wouldn't steal all the blankets
I never minded your drunken cry
Call me on your way home
You swear "she was a knock out"
Crawling through the window
Every time we're locked out
We bunkered down in this shitty apartment
Utilities included is all that we wanted
There were carpets in the bathroom
What the fuck's a vacuum?
Call me on your way home
You swear "she was a knock out"
Crawling through the window
Every time we're locked out
There's gatorade in the drive in the morning
There's lemonade at the store for the afternoon
First aid was the place where you found me
Thanks for coming to the rescue
Neither of us had any money
All we were looking for was a little bit of company
You were the singer, I was the drummer
Marching downtown, falling down in the summer
You and me, stumbling through the parking lot
I can see all the things that I forgot
All these things that I forgot
We're standing right in front of me
Arrastrándonos por la ventana
Nos encontramos desde diferentes direcciones
Preguntaste cómo era; dije 'no vale la pena mencionarlo'
No mentía. Solo estaba cansado
Dijiste 'únete si no te importa quejarte'
Prometí que no robaría todas las mantas
Nunca me molestó tu llanto ebrio
Llámame cuando estés de camino a casa
Juras 'era una belleza'
Arrastrándonos por la ventana
Cada vez que estamos encerrados afuera
Nos refugiamos en este apartamento de mierda
Solo queríamos que los servicios estuvieran incluidos
Había alfombras en el baño
¿Qué diablos es una aspiradora?
Llámame cuando estés de camino a casa
Juras 'era una belleza'
Arrastrándonos por la ventana
Cada vez que estamos encerrados afuera
Hay gatorade en el auto por la mañana
Hay limonada en la tienda por la tarde
El botiquín fue donde me encontraste
Gracias por venir al rescate
Ninguno de nosotros tenía dinero
Solo buscábamos un poco de compañía
Tú eras el cantante, yo era el baterista
Marchando en el centro, cayendo en el verano
Tú y yo, tropezando por el estacionamiento
Puedo ver todas las cosas que olvidé
Todas esas cosas que olvidé
Están frente a mí