Twang (blister To Burn)

They say it's love you let go and hope to resurface

But what is love lets go of you?

The sweet equity collects just to make you nervous

Wash you out and wear you through

But we don't change

We'll land on fire

At least the jump won't hurt

Do your hands get tired

Of cycling through from blister to burn

I was always blind to the edges with the loose-leaf attachments

There doesn't seem to be much else

Do I let go of northwest highways, late online bill pay

And jet-black chasing gray?

Cuz you're not the pixel you are the picture

Is happiness love is happiness life?

Weren't you certain the two would together burn bright?

The curtains are drawn, the feeling is right

Dressed in black we'll dance to "One Summer Night"

Our last summer night

We'll land on fire

At least the jump won't hurt

Do your hands get tired

Of cycling through from blister to burn

If love is the thing you let go

Then I'll hope to hell you learn