Mister, keep your memories
We've all got forever skinned knees
You may be down here for something that you need
But I know she sings this sadness just for me
And it makes me free

Oh my gap feels weird
Oh my gap feels weird
Oh my gap feels weird, oh my gap is here
Is a song for the shadows on the curb, collars up, they're saying
"You don't even know us and you never will"

There's not enough eyeliner in this world
Love the darkness of your boys and girls
Keep your hair black and in your face
Who sings for you now when you're in that place,
And the background fades?

Oh my gap feels weird
Oh my gap feels weird
Oh my gap feels weird, oh my gap is here
Is a song for the kids down on the corner with the look that tells you
You don't even know them and you never will

Oh my gap feels weird
Oh my gap feels weird
Oh my gap feels weird, oh my gap is clear
Is a song for the kids down on the corner with the look that tells you
Time and transition is a wave that will put you overboard
Where the darkness is a bed and you can sleep
'Til someone tells you that they know you and they do

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING, Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): James August Wilbur, Jonathan Patrick Wurster, Laura Jane Ballance, Ralph Lee Mccaughan