Текст песни Death Cab For Cutie — Talking Like Turnstiles

Sometimes I talk like a turnstile
When I have had too much to drink
A tangled tongue like English Ivy
Just like a film dubbed out of sync

The phone is ringing in the guest room
A muffled voice on the machine
It`s either someone I don`t wanna talk to
Or someone selling what I don`t need

Cause I`m only waiting for you to come on home

Sometimes I fall in fits of laughter
My bottle shatters on the floor
And you apologize perfusely
for the drunkard on your arm

I`ll change, love, I`ll change
I`ll change for you
Cause even slurred words can contain some truth
I`ll change, love, I`ll change, love
I`ll change for you....

When I am ready to