Drunched In Crumbs

We walked a little drunk two sides to a tune Three flights of stairs never felt so good So we carried on, so we carried on You're under 21 like the barrel of a gun Your mouth is full of words You've clipped my hand with a bang bang I've been dragging on Living in a competitor's home Pressing my lips to you Want her to consider the view Put away all your good words Decorating something you've heard Too many rooms lived in sin I heard the army again and again The photo was precise, but none of it was right I'm so unfit like a pig in shit I feel at home at times Seeing that I've walked too far I've come too fast I've shown you all a blast And now I'm somebody's fault You're somebody's fault You're somebody's reason too Put away all your good words Decorating something you've heard Too many rooms lived in sin I heard the army again and again I've been dragging on Livin' in a competitors home Pressing my lips to you Want her to consider the view I've been dragging on Living in a competitor's home Pressing my lips to you Want her to consider the view Put away all your good words Decorating something you've heard Too many rooms lived in sin I heard the army again and again And when she was gone It's just as they say she was gone Although you are persistent Your arms don't give much lifting