Rumors Of Knives

Here, no one has ever said a word that wasn't sharp and 
well rehearsed, but you were rumors of knives. Yeah, you 
were rumors of knives. But that summer we owned every 
goddamn street until the jealous heat melted the concrete. 
You were the sun at the time. You were the sun at the time,
 but you still found a way to place the blame on me, yeah. 
Yeah, you swore you were crime dressed in white, you were a
 virgin's last night, but we're all so insignificant, it 
didn't quite work out, did it? You are a broken headlight. 
You are a lie stretched too tight. We all sing and no one 
listens, so it didn't quite work out, did it? Did it? So 
you sold me out. Yeah, you took my advice, so I tried not 
to mind, it was just a matter of time. I just thought you 
were a snapshot of blurs, a moment of beauty that will 
never reoccur. Yeah, you fooled me, you had me convinced, 
and I hate to admit, I still miss it, but I just miss the 
colors that were never there, but you still swear you were 
the name they recite, you were an atheist's first night, 
but we're all so insignificant, it didn't quite work out, 
did it? You are a ghost in the light. You are the lines I 
rewrite, and none of us will ever mean shit, so it didn't 
quite work out cuz now I can tell a wolf, I can tell a wolf
 by their eyes. Yeah, now I can tell a wolf, I can tell a 
wolf by their eyes, by their eyes, yeah. Give up. So give 
up, I can tell a wolf, I can tell a wolf by their eyes, by 
their eyes. Yeah, now I can tell a wolf, I can tell a wolf 
by their eyes, by their eyes, yeah.