Lyrics of Montreal

of Montreal

Predictably Sulking Sara

Predictably sulking Sara wears a scowl on her face

which no attempt at cheering can erase

Look at her face so sad

Consistently mopey Murrey worries his thong

will be replaced by the hand whose eyes are shooting mace

Look at his face so sad

Maybe it's best if two people

as sad as this never meet

but we wonder if somehow it might help

to see one so sad for oneself

to see how they look to the world so sad

Look at their faces so sad