Company Calls
Written By: Ben Gibbard, Nick Harmer, and Chris Walla ??.1999
Lyrics

I'll take the best of your bad moods and dress
them up to make a better you, 'cause all the
company calls amount to one paycheck. I'd squeeze
a heart through my fingertip but I type to slow to
make expressions stick. And it's like TV with
a microchip

Set your sights to sink this party line, 'cause it's
so tired. Set your sights! Destroy this mock-shrine,
'cause it's so tired.

Let's cut our losses at both ends and aim your car away from
all our friends, leaving the dishes stacked in the sink.

I'd keep a distance 'cause the complications cloud it all,
And mail a postcard sending greetings from the eastern bloc
Synapse to synapse, possibilities will thin or fade.
Your wedding figurines, I'd melt so I could drink them in.
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Notes

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