"Test Virgin Opposites" lyrics

Hey, it's your wedding day, your 40 hours pay
You've been a good friend to me
Burrowed in a thought, the Senate has the aux
The bridesmaid plays an Oxford Waltz

And if it's meant to be
I could never leave here
Uninterested overtures
Burrowed in a thought
If she floats, she's not an asterisk on an empty page

Truth, blame it on youth
I know they choose to strafe all of your lies
Ah, me
Nowhere to be
No one to see them strafe all of your lies
Blame it on all of your lies

Hey, build yourself away
It's just entertainment, a reverie of self-defense
Wringing out the knots
From empty parking lots
Beyond the icy street affairs

And if it's meant to be
I could never leave here
Uninteresting overtures
Auction off your thoughts
I won't let them rot
And wrap around your sultry air

Truth, blame it on youth
I know they choose to strafe all of your lies
Ah, me
Nowhere to be
No one to see them strafe all of your lies

But I won't let you go
All of this time