End of a Spark - Tokyo Police Club

spend all our Sundays in a row

ten feet from Chinatown, like it’s dead

but we know

'cause when he put you to bed

your great-grandfather always said

wasting is an art

like the nights we spent in backs of cars

a piece of the part

the end of a spark

a piece of the part

the end of a spark

a spark

under our bed, a monster lives

we fight his teeth with superglue and paper clips

mark the end of an age

the way that your handwriting changed

we should always pretend

well, you just start and I’ll say when

a piece of the part

the end of a spark

a piece of the part

the end of a spark

a spark

when he put you to bed

your great-grandfather always said

wasting is an art

well, it’s a good thing that I was young then

I am a gear

I am a spool of thread

as long as my teeth, they turn

we will always be newlyweds

the end of spark

a flash in the dark

a piece of the part

it’s the end of a spark

a piece of the part

the end of a spark

a spark

a spark