Cannonball Lyrics

With the windy day and the cannonball
The symmetry was about to fall
I crossed my legs and crossed the hall
And staked a place at the bathroom stall

And I guess we'll just have to make the best
Of our cardiac arrest
The second day's the real test
The ticking time bomb in my chest
I don't want to see the rest
No, I don't want to see the rest
I don't want to be impressed

I'm out of luck and out of songs
And the tapestry won't right the wrongs
If you add up all the shorts and longs
It'll never fit where it belongs

The guests arrived with time to spare
And all their lives in disrepair
We're too caught up with things to care
For every single scrape and scare
It's not so nice of you to stare
It's not polite of you to stare
The backdrop's far too thick to tear