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The carpal tunnel of love We take sour sip From life's lush lips And we shake, shake, shake the hips In relationships Stomp out this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and 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 the stones at a glass moon. Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh love songs for the genuinely cunning We keep the beat with your blistered feet And we bullet the words at the mockingbirds, singing Slept through the weekend And 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 room Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Letras de cancionesWhoa ah oh love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh love songs for the genuinely cunning It was icecream headaches and sweet avalanche When the pearls in our shells got out to dance You call me a bad tipper of the cradle But i'm just tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns We're the has-beens of husbands Sharpening the knives of young wives Take two years and call me when you're better Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning Whoa ah oh love songs for the genuinely cunning From Letras Mania