saving my ticket
superchunk
wipes a little space at the window
and he spits into his hand
empty my spirit over anyway
i'm saving my ticket for then
i'm saving my ticket for then
always expecting the worst
my mouth cracked open spit out a curse
well timed and well rehearsed
empty my spirit over anyway
i'm saving my ticket for then
i'm saving my ticket for then
they rock back and forth on their heels
they're not comfortable with how this feels
empty my spirit over anyway
i'm saving my ticket for then
i'm saving my ticket for then