You told me to shut up
Eyes shining, I'd a told me to shut-up, too
Are you threatening to blow it?
No, I wanna be in cahoots with you

It didn't start to break my heart
Until this afternoon
It didn't start to break my heart
Until this afternoon

Drive it like we stole it
Through the snowflakes, into the cold of the sun
Through the lemon haze we drove it
Saying, "I don't want the freedom you want"

We fought like two Irans
I don't want the freedom that they do
It didn't start to break my heart
Until this afternoon
Until this afternoon

Dishwasher loaded
The clanging of the dishes
Betray my trembling hands
The clanging of the dishes

It didn't start to break my heart
Until this afternoon
It didn't start to break my heart
Until this afternoon
Until this afternoon
Until this afternoon
Until this afternoon

Copyright: Peermusic Publishing
Writer(s): Dallas Good, Gord Downie, Mike Belitsky, Sean Dean, Travis Good