Lyrics At the Drive-In

At the Drive-In

Winter Month Novelty

bite the hand that feeds

biting off more than you can

are you sure you got the right hand skilled

and all because this left hand spit

have you been crying

over your spilled milk?

swallow your refills

the drink of drinks

we drank ourselves to sleep

on the mistletoe concrete

we blank this page with ink

two for flinching

when the paper cuts sink

we drank ourselves to sleep

cause the paper cuts hurt

(sure enough as)

i burned myself in the cigarette crossfire

sure enough as

my ears kissed the floor

just to hear a mouthful

sure enough as

you scratch the itch

on the tome of your dial

have you been crying over your...

more than you can choose

more than you can chew