The Format - "Dead End" [Live at the Mayan Theatre]

Live at the Mayan Theatre features Dog Problems performed in its entirety as well as favorites from Interventions & Lullabies & Swans. On February 4th, the entire film is available at Amazon Prime and audio available at all digital outlets.

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CREDITS
Directed by Sam Erickson
Produced by Ciara Lacy
Additional editing and trailer by Mike Gill

LYRICS
Hold on, there’s a hole in my heart

Everyone can see right through me

It goes all the way to the waves

Where my love she tried to wash it away

See we break for the summers

so she can find lovers

She treats them like a bottle of wine

They make you dinner
and they sing you to sleep
but by the morning find the bottle is empty
‘Cause she never gives it the time

Every bottle she finds

They don’t compare
to the ones she left behind
There is never a note
So she waits for me to come back home
I’m looking for a dead end song
You wish that smoke

could change its color
I love it when you talk so much
and act like nothing went wrong
I’m looking for a dead end song
while we sit and find flaws in everyone

I want to keep you by my side

Holding off tidal waves
“Mint car” is keeping us warm
She lays crossed upon the bed
We are puzzles making shapes

with our hands

I take my finger, turn it into a pen

Then I run my hand down your spine
You guess I wrote something profound Something like:

“Our love will last ‘til we die”
I say “you’re good at this game”

But what I really wrote is
“How I’ve yet to be saved"