Napkin Poetry
Minor Majority
Filler between refrain and verse is Dm - G I came to feel the Lemonheads or whatever you wanted to feel When Julianna played the base guitar And the smoke was to thick to breathe They came in late looking like they’d rather be at home That was fashionable back then Evan wore his favourite tee that i recall from posters on her wall Some country dude from way back when I knew she’d be there anyway So I didn’t care to call A few nervous drinks and then we headed back To the posters on her wall Two more weeks of school and then we’re off forever You might have told me not to wait I wrote napkin poetry on days skipping towards the summer Another leap of faith Fall brings out the best in me The cold recites inside my chest When the leaves pile up in heaps around the threes And i end up my best No amounts of calm can make me forget what i want Or the chances that i blew So while i wait for winther and for darkness to arrive I long for something new I spin the record patiently I like the fact it’s not too long Julianna plays the base guitar And Evan still cares for his songs But i write napkin poetry but never about her or the way we oughta be Josephine she slipped into those summer nights but Allison’s still happening to me