Hot Water on Wool (Reprise) Dance Gavin Dance

[Verse 6: Jon Mess]
Let's take some time to reflect and restart
We tip over three-wheeled shopping carts
A crippled man with his mangled hands
Looks at the blonde with her hideous orange fake tan
Decide, decide, decide
Who thinks that I, that I am out of line
For being sober, finding four leaf clovers
Lawn mowers and truck towers, so lucky all of the time
Decide, decide, decide
I've got a mind and it's weighing me down
28 pounds and lucky for me, so lucky for me
I'll never see that bitch again

[Chorus: Kurt Travis, Jon Mess]
And so I'll make a fist and rip the threads we've sewn
Since it's come to this, it feels like nobody's home
So my cover's blown, rip open the threads we've sewn
And so I'll make a fist and rip the threads we've sewn
Since it's come to this, it feels like nobody's home
So my cover's blown, rip open the threads we've sewn

[Outro: Kurt Travis, Jon Mess]
Nobody's home
Nobody's home