Lyrics A Salesman's Guide to Non-Existence - Thank You Scientist

A Salesman's Guide to Non-Existence

Leave without a trace
I don’t know when I’ll be back again
Time to go
I’m not playing
The fiction is a love
That’s built to outlast everything
Time to go, woah
No carving my name in your cherry tree
So go on, get your «good time» in
Darling, I didn’t come all this way
Just to sell you something
Nothing grows here in the cold
What you see is just a dream and don’t
Whatever you do to me, just hold on
Whatever you, you do to me!
Feeling your heart tempting me
The fear of letting go of it
Occupies some space
So tired of being alone
So tired of this place
No carving my name in your cherry tree
So much for your good timing
Darling, I didn’t come all this way
Just to sell you something
Nothing grows here in the cold
What you see is just a dream and don’t
Whatever you do to me, just hold on
Whatever you, you do to me!
Only thing about your love that’s wrong is timing
Everything about your love is wrong timing
Choke on the memory now!
Choke on the memory now!
Now!
Darling I didn’t come all this way just to give in
Nothing grows here in the cold
What you see is just a dream and don’t
Whatever you do to me, just hold on
Whatever you, you do to me!
No!
No!
No!
Yeah!