State Street Residential - Death Cab for Cutie

Holding fast until the rent checks wear thin

because it hasn’t sunk in… so far

Well it’s a drab routine, the dust storms building

and then it’s hard to come clean

Then the months stack up to an addictive crutch

As if the drink weren’t enough

A stagger cannot compete

There’s no charm in being residential state street

And if I was sober

could I kill caution and stay over

And if I was sober

would I rip hearts apart like paper?

I wish you could know better than you show

with parted lips pointed down

That the whiskey soothes more than you could ever do.

And if I was sober

Could I kill caution and stay over?

And if I was sober

Would I rip hearts apart like paper?

What a difference it made

What a difference it made

And if I was sober

Could I kill caution and stay over?

And if I was sober

Would I rip hearts apart like paper?

What a difference it made

What a difference it made