"Alright, That's Enough! Let's Get You Home." Lyrics (Patreon)

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My dream girl, those eyes, that nose

My private inside joke, sign the cast on my funny bone

Floral sheets on long-given-up ghosts

Haunt my bedroom at night and say “let’s get you home”

They say “grow up, be a man, ‘cause until then you’re nothing but a short-haired girl”

But come and Braille-palm-read, hold my hands, see deceit could swallow up your world

And oh my god, what’s wrong with me?

And the wife of Walter Keane, whose name right now’s escaping me

That’s right, Margaret

Dream girl come and sweep me off my knees

I’d rather stay asleep than never see you wake up next to me

Neon lights shine dark and they shine cold

These kinds of love that hug you back yet have no arms that hold you

Bodies change, it’s people who get old

Sunk cost, cutting our losses

Just bought what we’re sold

Well now you swear in your prayers telling time “promise I’ll never have fun again

If you’d stop flying,” but then you start crying “never mind, you win!”

And much too late came much too soon

And the love you never made became the things you’d never do

Oh, sweet Mary

Dream girl come but keep your hands off me

Go on back to bed my love, I mean, that’s where dreams are supposed to be

So come on, William

Grow up, be a man, ‘cause until then they’re gonna treat you like you’re just a little girl

But come and Braille-palm-read, hold my hands and you’ll see that it’s men who swallowed up my world and

Oh are you at all like me?

Do you know what I mean

Or am I too close to see?

Oh dear listener!

Of the two things we do on our knees!

Watch me fold my hands and crack my knuckles

Well, here is the church, here is the steeple

Open the door, see all the people

Alright, that’s enough, let’s get you home.