Umphrey's McGee > Songs > Dark Brush > Lyrics


    We were overstaying, it was like a
    Dream come true….. Penciled in the timing,
    You know pens are only for fools….
    Drift around when you want it
    Never seem to follow the rules…
    Enough of my talking, never be misunderstood
    (If you need help, dial the operator)
    Then you crept in my back door!
    Now I know that you're pissed off
    Want to put your hands round my throat
    You looked like the devil
    It was something I could see right through
    Now I caught you counting the seconds until I'm through
    Then you crept through my back door
    Then you crept through my back door
    Then you crept through my back door
    (Are you talking to me?)

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