The First Anniversary of Your Last Phone Call The Dismemberment Plan

[Verse 1]
The luminous arch
Of a lover's shoulder
Backlit by the moon
The sudden shock
Of too loud laughter
Like a forgotten favorite tune

[Pre-Chorus]
If I don't ever think about these things again
It would be too soon

[Verse 2]
The knowing ache
Of claw marks on your back
That no one can recall
The hours spent
Out on your front porch
Doing nothing, nothing, nothing, at all

[Pre-Chorus]
If I can somehow lose all memory of these things
I wouldn't mind at all, at all, at all

{Chorus}
'Cause it's the first anniversary of your last phone call
I can never think about these things again