Losing my patience. Hard to define how you walk the thin line. Please keep your impressions to yourself for now, I know I'm an embarrassment. We've been through this before, we're just beating a dead horse. Sleep on the cold side of your vacant bed tonight. Commit me straight to memory, kill the lights. Tangled up in a web of your resentment. Body like an hourglass, your heads' full of contentment. Losing your patience. Hard to confide, while I'm just wasting your time. I'll scream until my lungs cave, just to tell you that I'm proud of your accomplishments. I'm the seed that you chewed up. You abandoned me where we grew up. I hope it's as easy as you've made it seem. You've analyzed me, you've criticized me. Now just hammer the nail and crucify me. Sleep on the cold side of your vacant bed tonight. Commit me straight to memory, kill the lights. Tangled up in a web of your resentment. Body like an hourglass, your heads' full of contentment. These are the fundamentals of being sentimental. You set the pace while I just followed your lead.
The style of singing and lyrics fit this song so beautifully. It get's out all the pain of losing someone you care about while wishing them well. The whole album is solid however and I'm super happy to own this. RMP
I'm coming out of a decade long musical hiatus. The last punk band to really move me was from the Bay (American Steel), so it's no surprise that I returned there for inspiration. Can't Swim is absolutely worth a listen for fans of Lawrence Arms or Taking Back Sunday. I'm sure there are much better comparisons - if that's you thing - but as I said, I've been out of the game for a long time. Thank you to Can't Swim for inspiring me to play again. Dave Wreckoning