Table For Glasses - Jimmy Eat World

Sweep the dirty stairs, the ones I waited on

This is just for me, I felt it watching her

And it happens too fast to make sense of it, make it last

It happens too fast to make sense of it, make it last

Where do you intend to go with dirty dress

Lead my skeptic sight, to the table and the light

It happened too fast to make sense of it, make it last

It happened too fast to make sense of it, make it last

Lead my skeptic sight

Lead my skeptic sight

Not asking of me anything

Saying nothing about what it means

Without anybody telling me

How I should feel

Not asking of me anything

Saying nothing about what it means

Without anybody telling me

How I should feel but I should know

Lead my skeptic sight

To the table and the light