Letras:National Product. Quay.

Don't you walk. Run. she said
We live in a drinking town with a big football problem
Cry out loud, shake it down
I'll be in pieces before night is done
I am calm, yet shattered like a broken windshield
She begs me to fall in love with her
Like it's the first time

But it's never the same
When you glue it back together
You still see the cracks
And I keep on slipping

So wait while I break
Cause I know I can't take much more than this
Sunday's bells ring and hell's on my doorstep, tempting
Don't you reach out to me
Just to hold on to something real
Then she begs me to be in love
Like it's the first time

But it's never the same
When you glue it back together
You still see the cracks
And I keep on slipping

You know it's never the same
When you glue it back together
You still see the cracks
And I keep on slipping

You spit words off the tip of your tongue
But you forget that the ears that you trust
Come back with everything that you said
You wear make-up to cover the fake-up
Soft as concrete, smooth as sandpaper
They come back with everything that you said
With everything that you said
Everything that you said
With everything that you said

You know it's never the same
When you glue it back together
You still see the cracks
And I keep slipping
And I keep, and I keep slipping
I keep slipping away