“You Tell Me Where” by The New Pornographers

“Think I could change to become what you want me, you think we could finally be done.”

Take a breather. They came for Caesar
But I don’t think he’s here.

Desiderata. Is that your name now?
Glad you came out. 

You’ve proved your poison
Is more than noise and
The joy’s addictive
Although restrictive
Fair baby beware or not are we square

 

Old friends from the last call searching a glass for
Some famous last words lent from the master. 

 With all your shit-talking, and all your bluestocking.
And hit the spell check, you want some hell check?
Direct your own pace; you need your own place. 

So you tell me where
To be I’ll be there
A little seasick
But feel you’ve fallen
And now it’s crawling
Me I’m hauling

Old friends from the last call searching a glass for
Some famous last words lent from the master.

You see my range, you could change me
If you wanted to
Just rearrange a few pieces and run
If there’s no way but the high road to save me
If that’s not easy so leave me alone

Think I could change to become what you want me, you think we could finally be done.

So you tell me where to be, I’ll be there. You tell me where to be, I’ll be there. You tell me where to be, I’ll be there.

CPE

I'm routinely overestimated.

%d bloggers like this: