Alaska from Warp & Woof by Warp & Woof

Well, when you said this thing was your fault
You were so far off
With my quarter-century of close calls
Does it all add up?

The different words you call me
I’ve got a face for every one

Then when I drove us to Alaska
We were so hard up
That I’d clear my throat, and I would ask ya
“Where do you get off?”

‘cause your old flames are calling
And I’ve got two for every one

We sleep in borderline motels
And we wake up to railroad bells
And we can get along so well
For a while…

And then I call you from a payphone
But you don’t pick
So I try again, ‘cause you said you’d stay home
And I won’t give up

I’ve got a stack of quarters
And I won’t quit until they’re gone

• Rock
• indie rock
• midwest emo
• post-punk
• Santa Maria