Foxglove Through The Clearcut (Acoustic) - Death Cab for Cutie

Patience, that's all we need A chemical dream all for you My head case is spinning around Just don't shoot it down like you do So bar the front door and don't let it in I am the poster child, a sucker for original sin I'm such a bore, wish I could wind my neck in I don't deserve it, but I savour every touch of your skin These fucking problems keep following me Maybe I'm the problem, maybe it's me Find me at the bottom because that's where I'll be No one's invincible, I'm stuck in the middle Free will is gathering dust We do what wе must To be good Slow down, you're moving too fast The past is thе past, I'd change if I could These fucking problems keep following me Maybe I'm the problem, maybe it's me Find me at the bottom because that's where I'll be No one's invincible, I'm stuck in the middle No one's invincible, I'm stuck in the middle No one's invincible, I'm stuck in the middle So bar the front door and don't let it in I am the poster child, a sucker for original sin I'm such a bore, wish I could wind my neck in I don't deserve it, but I savour every touch of your skin These fucking problems keep following me Maybe I'm the problem These fucking problems keep following me Maybe I'm the problem, maybe it's me Find me at the bottom because that's where I'll be No one's invincible, I'm stuck in the middle No one's invincible, I'm stuck in the middle, yeah No one's invincible, I'm stuck in the middle

Cath, she stands With a well-intentioned man But she can't relax With his hand on the small of her back And as the flashbulbs burst She holds a smile Like someone would hold A crying child And soon everybody will ask What became of you 'Cause your heart was dying fast And you didn't know what to do Cath, it seems That you lived in someone else's dream In a hand-me-down wedding dress With the things that could've been all repressed But you said your vows And you closed the door On so many men Who would have loved you more And soon everybody will ask What became of you 'Cause your heart was dying fast And you didn't know what to do The whispers that it won't last Roll up and down the pews But if their hearts were dying that fast They'd have done the same as you And I'd have done the same as you