Out with the birds in the bottle, in the bar
I made a beeline for the boondocks
Where no one ever goes
Difting away, drifted like a mirage
Spent all day in the garage, construction
Throught the headphones
The humming of an air-hose
Only trouble separates us
I hear you talk, but I don't really want to know
Whether it's nice in that song
Me and you make such an unlikely force, oh
Me and you in tonight's obstacle course

Yeah, I brought back a bullet in a baseball
Another beeline, better just stop for relief
Over at the door
[?] neighbors on their porch
Walkin' nice, walk you home, talking
I'll still tell you [?] Texas [?]
You and me make such an unlikely force, oh
Me and you make the lives sucked into [?]
Me and you make such an unlikely force, oh
Seein' you makes politeness such a bore, oh

Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Benjamin Bridwell