Hold on, there's a hole in my heart    everyone can see right through me    it goes all the way to the waves    where my love she tried to wash it away       see we break for the summers    so she can find lovers    she treats them like a bottle of wine    they make you dinner    and they sing you to sleep    but by the morning find the bottle is empty       'cause she never gives it the time    every bottle she finds    they don't compare    to the ones she left behind    there is never a note    so she waits for me to come back home       I'm looking for a dead end song    you wish that smoke    could change its color    I love it when you talk so much    and act like nothing went wrong    I'm looking for a dead end song    while we sit and find flaws in everyone    I want to keep you by my side    holding off tidal waves       "mint car" is keeping us warm    she lays crossed upon the bed    we are puzzles making shapes    with our hands    I take my finger, turn into a pen       then i run my hand down your spine    you guess i wrote something profound    something like:    "our love will last 'til we die"    I say "you're good at this game"    but what I really wrote is    "how I've yet to be saved"