I Can't Do The One Two Step (Hipster Song)

I'm a hopeless romantic
Who's afraid to commit
Addicted to classic
But afraid of a routine
Don't ask me to just sit
And wait
'Cause my anxiety commands
Every inch of my mind
Every inch of my soul

~chorus:
I can't do the one two step
Without stepping on your feet
And I hope that will make you laugh
'Cause I only joke about the wrong things
So don't ask about my luck necklace
Or how I can't notice a glance
I don't really have all the answers
But dude, I can't dance.

And thinking about the white fence
Two kids and a dog
Makes me wanna sit all day
Alone and watch a bunch of sitcoms.

I'm not really into heels
I'd make you carry them
As I run around barefeet
Like it's the last class of the last day
And everyone is carrying their stuff
And you know you've had enough
I'd go all High School Musical
Hoping you would sing along.

~chorus:
I can't do the one two step
Without stepping on your feet
And I hope that will make you laugh
'Cause I only joke about the wrong things
So don't ask about my luck necklace
Or how I can't notice a glance
I don't really have all the answers
But dude, I can't dance.

~bridge:
I'll quote my favorite poet when I have nothing else to say
And I'll ask about politic science, and you better make some sense
I'll never say I need you but I'll let you hold me tight
You'll know I really love you if I admit to you I have cried.
So take a chance
Don't look back, 'cause that's never the right way
Maybe it's the easier, but whoelse would sit for an hour or so
And write you a hipster song?

~chorus:
I can't do the one two step
Without stepping on your feet
And I hope that will make you laugh
'Cause I only joke about the wrong things
So don't ask about my luck necklace
Or how I can't notice a glance
I don't really have all the answers
But dude, I can't dance.

That Jul(l)y Night

It's a cold night of July
My head's pressed against your chest
Told you I was cold so you held me tight
I notice your heart always beats fast.

If I look up I see the stars
For the first time in seven days
The fireplace burns aside
I close my eyes and peacefully pray.

~chorus:
It's the last night, it's the last night
I won't have another chance for a very long time
So I look around and I try to memorize
Everybody's faces, everybody's smiles.

Suddenly the sun comes up
Your breathing is quite loud
It's sorta weird 'cause I can't keep up
Still I can't hear another sound.

~chorus:
It's the last night, it's the last night
I won't have another chance for a very long time
So I look around and I try to memorize
Everybody's faces, everybody's smiles.

I will remember every starless night
But the one with the Crux will be the most important one
I just wanna tell you, don't worry about that night
You told her everything the next morning
And damn it, it was good.

Montreal

i'll understand If you run away now
you know you could
seriously, i'll get if you run to montreal
you know you shoulD
you should.

i hear it's a beautifuL place
with southern pretty girls that won't step on your foot while you dance
it's cold so you can cook her dinner in bed
then cuddle In
till the morning next...

~chorus:
maybe if i didn't maKe everything a joke
the joke wouldn't bE on me
maybe if i could just give you a honest response
it wouldn't be awkward, and you see
i am usually the first one to shut the door
then hide above the attic
with my frozen meal that Tastes like plastic.

and you and the blonde southern girl could hold Hands
and her hand wouldn't be sweaty and she wouldn't complain
All the time about the weather or her shoes
she wouldn'T make you hold them
as she walks barefoot.

~chorus:
maybe if I Didn't make everything a joke
the joke wouldn't be on me
maybe if I could just give you a honest response
it wouldN't be awkward, aNd you see
i am usually thE fiRst one to shut the door
then hide above the attic
with my frozen meal that tastes like plastic.

~bridge:
but it would be pRetty nice if you stayed
if you made a joke, played my stupid game
you should just know that It wasn't an out
it wasn't an out
it wasn't an out...
so please don't Get all weird 'cause tHere's no room for Two
or maybe we could be one of those crazy couples on the road
but theN that would suck
'cause i hate the silence
and yOu hate the noise.

~chorus:
maybe if I didn't make everything a joke
the joke Wouldn't be on me
maybe if i could just give you a honest response
it wouldn't be awkward, and you see
i am usually the first one to shut the door
then hide above the attic
with my frozen meal that tastes like plastic.

~outro:
fuck it, you're right
that is not proper rice.