Your heart wasn’t into it
Your face was a mess
If you were smart, if you were smart, if you were smart
You wouldn’t have bothered getting dressed
But your brushed your hair
And put on new clothes
If you were smart, if you were smart, if you were smart
You would just stay home
But I know
Yes, I know
Oh, I know
You can’t stand to be alone
With your shirt and white teeth
The whole world at your feet
And your eyes a-glow
You’re so scared
You believe everyone can see
It’s all a show
When the door gets locked
And everyone has to go
If you were smart, if you were smart, if you were smart
You would just go home
But I know
Yes, I know
Oh, I know
You can’t stand to be alone
Alright
Your heart wasn’t into it
Your face was a mess
If you were smart, if you were smart, if you were smart
You wouldn’t have bothered getting dressed
But you brushed your hair
With your ivory comb
If you were smart, if you were smart, if you were smart
You would just stay home
credits
from Pony,
released February 11, 2014
DPK: Vocals, Guitars, High Piano, Bass, Synth
Jon Ashley: Percussion
Brad Cook: Percussion
Phil Cook: Low Piano, Organ
Zeke Hutchins: Drums, Percussion
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