Local Black And Red

Phantom Planet

Sitting in your room
Drinking your perfume
Wondering which day of the week
I'll die on now
I'm lying in your bed
Unscrewing your head
Trying to figure out what's wrong
Inside, so you don't hate yourself tonight
So now you fall asleep
Inside a tambourine
Next to broken headphones
And your high school yearbook
I wrote on the final page
Wish i could've stayed around
To watch the last band play
Hey hey hey, i heard
They just broke up yesterday
Frequenting the local black and red
And how that band played
You really had to stare
You'd hardly be aware that you were blinking
You'd hardly be aware that you were blinking
Yeah...