Lyrics Mates of State

Mates of State

Jigsaw

You write the good songs, baby I'll write them until the end And you can stand above us And we can still be your friend

It's like a jigsaw, maybe You found the corner piece first We never asked for nothing You're always bearing gifts Oh, you could see us through

Your stage is calculated Your heart, it stars backstage I like the old songs better This thing was made for you and me For you and me

You could see us through