Knee Deep At ATP

And every sentence that I spoke began and ended in ellipsis Each of eight fingers gripping what he wrote, clung on tightly, like parenthesis And for each correctly used apostrophe, I could feel my heart sink inside my chest in front of me So, maybe the lining of a winter's coat mightn't be the best place to hide a summer secret Said every photo that you took that festival got lost in your camera in an insurance scam And though underexposed, I could see from the quality, his K Records t-shirt and you holding his hand And I know he took you to the beach, I can tell from how you bite on your cheek, every time the sand falls from your insoles And when our eyes meet, all that I can read, is "you're the b-side" They said "it's not what you like, it's what you're like as a person" Well, I need new hobbies, that's one thing for certain Not what you like, but what you're like as a person Well, I need new hobbies, that's one thing for certain