Local Black and Red Songtext / Lyric

sitting in your room
drinking your purfume
wondering which day of the week
i'll die on
now, i'm lying in you're bed
unscrewing your head
trying to figure out what's wrong inside
so you don't hate yourself tonight
yeah...
so now you fall asleep
inside a tambourine
next to broken headphones
and your high school yearbook
i wrote on the final page
wish i could of stayed around
to watch the last band play
hey, hey, hey
i heard they just broke up yesterday
frequenting the local black and red
and how that band played
you really had to stare
you'd hardly be aware that you were blinking
you'd hardly be aware taht you were blinking (yeah...)
frequenting the local black and red
and how that band played
you really had to stare
you'd hardly be aware that you were blinking
you'd hardly be aware that you were blinking (yeah...yeah...)