Lyrics Long Division - Death Cab for Cutie, Benjamin Gibbard, Christopher Walla

Long Division

His head was a city of paper buildings
And the echoes that remained of old friends and lovers
Their features bleeding together in his brain
And once it started was harder to tell them apart
He was always distracted by the very mention of an open door
'Cause he had sworn not to be what he’d been before
To be a remain, remain, remain, remainder
To be a remain, remain, remain, remainder
The television was snowing softly as she hunted for her keys
She said she never envisioned him the type of person capable of such deceit
And then they carried on like long division
As it was clear with every page
That they were further away from a solution that would play
Without a remain, remain, remain, remainder
Without a remain, remain, remain, remainder
Without a remain, remain, remain, remainder
Without a remain, remain, remain, remainder
He had sworn not to be what he’d been before
To be the remain, remain, remain, remainder
To be the remain, remain, remain, remainder
To be the remain, remain, remain, remainder
To be the remain, remain, remain, remainder
To be the remain, remain, remain, remainder
To be the remain, remain, remain, remainder