White Denim - Pretty Green

Right before I met you
Things were getting pretty green
I was on an upswing though
I could hardly even think
I was looking out, looking out

Well it took me several mornings
With my throat in a mangled knot
Sounding out my virtues
And my vices and other thoughts
Struggling to remember the most recent
Things that I forgot

Well I was looking out, looking out
Looking out, looking out

When you're always on
You feel defeated
So your guardians have lost
In a foreign town, you could hear that singing
It wouldn't wake up a sound
When you hear that singing
It wouldn't wake up a sound

Carbon copy portraits
In a box that I was shufflin' through
Stuffed with paper memories
That are only partly true
Wel I've been gettin' a feelin'
About someone a lot like you

Looking out, looking out
Looking out, looking out

When there's classic meltdowns
And devastating rain
Hurried up for waiting
More times than I care to say
Well it's clear to us now
It's starting to change
Moving on, moving on
Moving forward
Moving on

When you're always on
You feel defeated
So your guardians have lost
In a foreign town, you could hear that singing
It wouldn't wake up a sound
When you could hear that singing
It wouldn't wake up a sound