I'll hold my reservations And you can hold your head in your hands Made it through the season Obligatory more than the last Honest people sowing safety nets Inconvenience in a set routine Becomes enough instead And what is this If not the price of need Something so illogical It wrestle through your teeth And when the lights are out Uninvitable The thoughts spoken in your sleep I've been hanging round A little while You don't know How to let it out Or how to let me down So illogical The grass is growing taller This August ought to stop closing in The start is always hopeless But start implies you know it'll end Smoking cigarettes and getting by And singing songs Drunk on the porch outside You through the kitchen door And shake your head But you still sing along Something so illogical It wrestle through your teeth And when the lights are out Uninvitable The thoughts spoken in your sleep I've been hanging round A little while You don't know How to let it out Or how to let me down So illogical