But there's this nagging suspicion
Saying, "Try not to take it so hard"
Nothing seems to turn out right
And back on the street, the rain was descending
I sit and watch as the taxi lights distantly fade
In cold dirty sheets, so under the awning we sat
I guess, I always thought it'd end this way
Publisher: OSTEROZHNA! MUSIC
The rain will remain, the TV was telling
Nothing seems to turn out right
Hair all a mussed but your clothes
But we stayed till the ending
Leaving discarded clothes in our wake
And there's this nagging suspicion
And we both had some fun, though I twice bit my tongue
That won't leave me alone tonight
Nothing seems to turn out right
So we turned off the tube and we crawled to your room
Messed with your slacks
And I read what you wrote on the card
It's just that everything I try to do
The film was a bust
Didn't look so bad
A drip of the drain as your legs lifted brilliantly bent
And it lasted too long for my taste
Its just that everything I try to do
But ended up just holding your hand
And then you hailed yourself a yellow cab
We laid on our backs
And there's this nagging suspicion
That won't leave me alone tonight
It's just that everything I try to do
A wink and a wave and your off to your family's
That won't leave me alone tonight
Songwriter: Colin Patrick Meloy
Above a cowboy you drew a big dark balloon
And I sat for a time by the valets in line
And fall to resting on the ottoman
And stared at the ceiling