I don't really remember what inspired this song, but I remember playing that intro guitar line a lot whenever I picked up a guitar. I'm pretty sure the whole song was just written around and then improvised for the most part on recording.
lyrics
It's all well and good when you play the game, but all that matters most is if you win or lose. It all adds up when you've lost them all.
My head only fits through the bars one way.
My plan gets more seemingly perfect each day.
I fool around with a wick and a fuse,
Get them confused.
The last cigarette, the smoke on the breath. The trick is to always be seen. You're a sinner, you're a saint when there's an audience. The distance between myself and the screen grows more than the knife and my heart.
Ribcage will do me no good without it to protect.
Beware of dog tied up at the neck.
Mirrors would lie if they didn't reflect.
Fill my lungs with water or air.
Jacks, queens, deuces, a winner, three-pair.
Needles shoved into the nerves or the veins;
I still can't complain.
Fires on churches or kerosene lamps.
Soloists screaming at the second vamp.
Once real is now dead, once false forced to be,
But it's all the same to me.
Garrett has a really great sense of melody; I very often find myself thinking I would have chosen the exact same chords for his songs, or am jealous I didn't think of them first. Pete Davis
Nick Steinborn, guitarist of the Wonder Years, has lots of recording experience. He also has lots of great ideas and a loop pedal. He's also a friend of mine. He'd be my first pick for dream band. Pete Davis
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