Lyrics to Little Bribes
The Eiffel tower built to smaller scale
The freshest oxygen I'd ever inhale
I tapped a bottle against a safety rail, killing time
And you were like a walking compliment
Tall in stature and exceptionally read
In dummy glasses and a cardigan
Oh, come on
And oh so empty were the faces of the dealers And the waitresses around
You said that all these things you've learned to ignore
The hidden cameras on the casino floor
And what gets paid for behind hotel doors
Oh, come on
You pretend every slot machine is a robot amputee waving hello
The people stare into their eyes and they feed them little bribes and then they go
The never-ending twilight
In a basement where the sun has never split
You said that you were lonely
And then we kissed like lonely people do
You said the city has a beating heart
That pushes people down the boulevard
And they're all hoping for a wish fulfilled
In a desert for a dollar bill
Those foolish dreams, you know they plague me still
Oh, come on
And oh so empty were the faces
Of the dealers and the waitresses around [X2]
They're empty
The freshest oxygen I'd ever inhale
I tapped a bottle against a safety rail, killing time
And you were like a walking compliment
Tall in stature and exceptionally read
In dummy glasses and a cardigan
Oh, come on
And oh so empty were the faces of the dealers And the waitresses around
You said that all these things you've learned to ignore
The hidden cameras on the casino floor
And what gets paid for behind hotel doors
Oh, come on
You pretend every slot machine is a robot amputee waving hello
The people stare into their eyes and they feed them little bribes and then they go
The never-ending twilight
In a basement where the sun has never split
You said that you were lonely
And then we kissed like lonely people do
You said the city has a beating heart
That pushes people down the boulevard
And they're all hoping for a wish fulfilled
In a desert for a dollar bill
Those foolish dreams, you know they plague me still
Oh, come on
And oh so empty were the faces
Of the dealers and the waitresses around [X2]
They're empty
Songwriters: Gibbard, Benjamin
Publisher: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
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