

(ooh-ooh) Raincoat in the basement,
hanging on the line Never getting dry,
frozen in our time
Christmas lights in August,
dusty colored glow No one wants to leave,
no one wants to go
Roommate heard it all,
didn't say a word
Turned the dial up,
louder than you heard
Past polite tonight (yeah,
past polite tonight)
Instant regret,
on the floor But we still keep asking for more
Instant regret, in the light
Turning it up past polite (instant regret!)
Sticky rhythm beats, ticking on the wall No one wants to clean
up, no one wants to call
Glitter on the floor,
mixing with the rust
Everything we wanted turned to settled dust
Instant regret (ah-hah) Raincoat never dried Turned the volume up
(past polite)