The Carpal Tunnel Of Love Songtext / Lyric

We take sour sips from life's lush lips

& we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships

Stomp out this disaster town!

You'll put your eyes to the sun & say, I know

You're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding

& we might've started singing just a little soon

We're throwing stones at a glass moon

Whoa

We're so miserable & stunning



Whoa

Love songs for the genuinely cunning

Whoa






We keep the beat with your blistered feet

& we bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing

Slept through the weekend & dreaming

Of sinking with the melody of the cliffs of eternity

Got postcards from my former selves saying how've you been

We might've said goodbyes just a little soon

(Stomp out this disaster town)

Robbing lips & kissing banks under this moon

Whoa

We're so miserable & stunning

Whoa



Love songs for the genuinely cunning

Whoa

We're so miserable & stunning

Whoa



Love songs for the genuinely cunning

Oh

It was ice cream headaches & sweet avalanche

When the pearls in our shells got up to dance

You call me a bad tipper of the cradle

Tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns

We're the has-beens of husbands

Sharpening the knives of young wives



Take two years, & call me when you're better

Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter

Whoa

We're so miserable & stunning

Whoa

Love songs for the genuinely cunning

Whoa

We're so miserable & stunning

Whoa

Love songs for the genuinely cunning