The Berline by The Next Hundred Years Lyrics

Trying to balance this smile and frown
My lips curl up and then curl down
Tracking the reason for my tension
A blanket of idle apprehension
Spread 'cross the back seat of the car
Wondering where to and just how far
I can go and how much more I can take
On this lonely family Sunday

Trying to balance this grin and scowl
The birds turn back when they see my scar crown
Thinkin' ‘bout where I'm from and just how far I can go
Holding onto these two ravaged souls

[Chorus]
So like you to kindly offer me your two cents then take it away
I'm left with the brunt of your distress
Lost cause
I watch you waste away
You take the low road
I'll take the high one
A war in the front seat of the car
I'm bridging the gap between Venus and Mars
Windows up, my mouth shut for you
Nothing more that I can say
Nothing more that I can do

[Chorus]
So like you to kindly offer me your two cents then take it away
Leave me with the brunt of your distress
Lost cause
I'll watch you waste away
You'll take the high road
I'll take the low one

[Outro]
Until you notice my love
Until you know it’s my love
This young boy overwhelmed by the war at the helm