Retirement lyrics

Artist  : Cursive 
Song : Retirement



 Send "Retirement" Ringtone to your Cell 

 Our mistakes are scrawled upon the chalkboard


They're scribed across stained glass


They're posted on the billboards 

A
lackluster charade 

And are we so naive to
concede these forefathers? 

Apparently we are




Well, apparently it's true 

There's
no slot machines past the pearly gates 

Why
do we kid ourselves? 

We grow old and wise


We just lose our minds 



The dinner
is a hit 

The guests are full of spirits


They gather around the husband 

He's
versed in party tricks 

The wife is in the
bedroom 

Smearing her makeup, makeup, make it
up 

But she's got a lover on the side


Motels, cheap wine 

She says "You can't
base love off the pity fuck, 

 unless they've
got a lot of money." 



'Cause it's the
games that we play 

'Cause we need to exist


We're not humans, we're citizens 

It's
the one on the ground 

With his hands on his
heart 

It's the cleavage of division


It's all jagged and jaded 

But it suits
us 

We just fake it through