Basement Parties

When you wake up on your face On the bedroom carpet Count back all the ways That you ended up there You can't remember someone else's story You can't remember that you don't feel sorry So get up, get out, lines are gone With the green you're leaving I don't mind silence I don't mind sitting I can be quiet I wish you could hear me Go back, you repeat Trace the veins that you don't want to see With your hands in your hair Don't leave your fingers buried Do you think that we could try forgetting? The places we've gone with the ceiling spinning Slow down until we stop We have to steal this night back I don't mind silence I don't mind sitting I can be quiet I wish you could hear me I'm tired of going to these basement parties Where everybody wants to leave their body I'm hiding in the bathroom with no witness I'm speaking through the door about some sickness I don't mind silence I don't mind sitting I can be quiet I wish you could hear me I don't mind silence I don't mind sitting I'm keeping the quiet I wish you could hear me --- Basement Parties - Matt Pond PA