Blake Mills - Just Out of View lyrics
[Blake Mills - Just Out of View lyrics]
A queue that wore the mark of her thumbnail
Has been pulled down from off the wall
Daring the billiard ball
To bait it's own narrow trap
The young one finds the
Doorman quite good looking
He considers me a fag
Because he's the judge of "all that"
He and maybe a dozen bros
That have been unloved by their dads
The young one goes to gather all her catcalls
I'll play dead through every song
That ever tried to right those wrongs
That will start a talk we don't wanna have
I see the mark from that little thumbnail
Now she's done with me
Just look at what she's done to me
Out of sight without a mind
Like a mess in a room you don't see
Laying in the queue just out of view
Has been pulled down from off the wall
Daring the billiard ball
To bait it's own narrow trap
The young one finds the
Doorman quite good looking
He considers me a fag
Because he's the judge of "all that"
He and maybe a dozen bros
That have been unloved by their dads
The young one goes to gather all her catcalls
I'll play dead through every song
That ever tried to right those wrongs
That will start a talk we don't wanna have
I see the mark from that little thumbnail
Now she's done with me
Just look at what she's done to me
Out of sight without a mind
Like a mess in a room you don't see
Laying in the queue just out of view
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