Littletown Radio Company - In The Foyer

Pocket change is pocket change
But that doesn't change my mind
Out with the old and
In with the new
That's what you plan to do
With me
Tossing and turning
In the foyer
You look so pretty
When you're mad
And I've memorized
The patterns
Tilting your head
At the squeal of a door hinge
Little things are little things
They'll float away soon
I swear
Don't let them distort
Our American dream
Do you really think
I would lie to you, dear?
Tossing and turning
In the foyer
You look so funny
When you're mad
Your hand on my thigh
Catapults to the sky
Painting my cheek
In a drool of mascara
(What a mess we've made of)
(What a mess we've made of)
(What a mess we've made of)
(What a mess we've made of)

Written by:
Nicholas Morrissey

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