Coda: A Burn Scar In the Shape Of The Sooner State Lyrics

Run the water 'til it scalds you know that I'm listening Pitter patter runs the shower hits the bare porcelain Watch the dirt run down the plughole, hear an echo within They described you in detail, I knew everything
An artist's impression of the Manhattan skyline And a soon to be burned scar In the perfect shape of the sooner state I fall to my knees, my piss soaked jeans
The first time, the last time All the times in between [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/coda-a-burn-scar-in-the-shape-of-the-sooner-state-lyrics-los-campesinos.html ] The first time, the last time All the times I would've liked there to have been
I can't believe I chose the mountains Every time you chose the sea I can't believe I chose the mountains Every time you chose the sea
I can't believe I chose the mountains Every time you chose the sea