Gone For Good (a Call To Apathy)

The Shins

Untie me, I've said no vow.

The train is getting way too loud.

I've got to leave here, my girl,

Get on with my lonely life



Just leave the ring on the rail,

For the wheels to nullify.

Until this turn in my head,

I let you stay and you paid no rent.



I spent 12 long months on the lam

That's enough sitting on the fence

For the fear of breaking dams



I find a fatal flaw in the logic of love

And go out of my head.

You love a sinking stone, that will never elope;

So get used to the lonesome,

Girl you must atone some;

Don't leave me no phone number there (la di da).



It took me all of a year

To put the poison pill to your ear,

But now I stand on honest ground, on honest ground

You wanna fight for this love,

But honey you cannot wrestle a dove

So baby it's clear.



You wanna jump and dance,

But you sat on your hands,

And lost your only chance.

Go back to your home town,

Get your feet on the ground,

And stop floating around.



I find a fatal flaw in the logic of love

And go out of my head.

You love a sinking stone that will never elope;

So get used to the lonesome,

Girl you must atone some;

Don't leave me no phone number there (la di da)