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lyrics
On my back there’s a sign called September
with the wind in my face and a drink in my hand
but you wouldn’t understand
I have tried everything I can think of
but you’ll never seen things the way that I do
But its not about you
Wouldn’t you know it takes a special kind of talent to slam shut every open door
Just when it looks like I can reach out there and grab it
I’m picking a fight over nothing
and I’m making her cry over nothing
and I’m taking my time all for nothing, nothing at all
Always guessed that by now it’d be over
Never stressed the details and never kept score
never wanted more
Drip by drip every moment was scattered
just a slip of the tongue and a brush of the hand
and an awkward dance
Wouldn’t you know it takes a special kind of talent to slam shut every open door
Just when it looks like I can reach out there and grab it
I’m picking a fight over nothing
and I’m making her cry over nothing
and I’m taking my time all for nothing, nothing at all
All I want is to savor the moment
while there’s moments to savor
Wouldn’t you know it takes a special kind of talent to slam shut every open door
Just when it looks like I can reach out there and grab it
I’m picking a fight over nothing
and I’m making her cry over nothing
and I’m taking my time all for nothing, nothing at all
credits
from Primetime,
released August 18, 2015
Jeff Litman - vocals, guitars, keyboards / Matt Basile - bass / Mason Ingram - drums / Nathan Rosenberg - piano / Maddy Wyatt - flute, background vocals / Jeremy Thal - french horn / Andy Thompson - percussion