"Untie me, I've said no vows...

...the train is getting way too loud;
I gotta leave here, my girl,
get on with my lonely life.

Just leave the ring on the rail
for the wheels to nullify.

Until this turn in my head
I let you stay and you paid no rent.
I spent twelve long months on the lam.

That's enough sitting on the fence
for the fear of breaking dams.

I find a fatal flaw
in the logic of love,
and go out of my head.

You love a sinking stone
that'll never elope,
So get used to the lonesome,
girl, you must atone some.
Don't leave me no phone number there

It took me all of a year
to put the poison pill to your ear,
but now I stand on honest ground...
on honest ground.

You want to fight for this love,
but honey you cannot wrestle a dove,
so baby it's clear.

You want to jump and dance,
but you sat on your hands,
And lost your only chance.

Go back to your hometown.
Get your feet on the ground,
and stop floating around.

I find a fatal flaw
in the logic of love,
and go out of my head.

You love a sinking stone
that'll never elope
so get used to the lonesome,
girl, you must atone some.
Don't leave me no phone number there.

-The Shins.

Happy Valentines Day.