Reservations

The Mouth
My, my, my reservations for the night get cast away.
Ah, ah, ah lets get lost lets get loud.
I got the boot, but don't kick me around, just let me soar.
I'm so sore, and my face is always unsure; of the cracks in the wall, or your cracks of a smile at a snap.
My, my, my reservations for the night get cast away.
Ah, ah, ah lets get lost lets get loud.
I've got you, yeah, you keep me around.
I'm at your door, and I'm so sore.
Your face is always so sure, while we've lost all sight of sure, alright..alright.
My, my, my reservations for the night get cast away.
Ah, ah, ah lets get lost lets get loud.