Apollo Amateur - Jawbox

Time to drive out to nowhere special

Just to believe you’re thinking straight

Soothed by the blurred and interstitial

Happy to ruminate on hate

Slurring the words to half a love song

Shamed like the amateur on stage

Mouthful of coins for penny candy

Dreaming there’s nothing more at stake

It’s so sweet

Taste fuel for faking

Love and dread

Soundtrack and a contract sewn tight unsaid

Thickening air, sickening siren

Lullaby far beyond the call

Makes too much noise about desire

For words to mean anything at all

It’s so sweet

Taste fuel for faking

Love and dread

Soundtrack and a contract sewn tight unsaid

It’s some cheat

The hand over your head

Put it to bed

Solace in a soulless insight

Lie well not to be a liar

Call out not to miss the call

Send yourself driving out to nowhere

Forswear the pride, you love the fall

How can anybody know you

You don’t know yourself at all