Teksty: Rilo Kiley. The Execution of All Things. Three Hopeful Thoughts.

All this talk of your sweet girlfriend
is startin' to pay off
and the charms that she got from travel
are startin' to wear off

and i hope that you smile tonight
watching the last of your friends arrive
you smile and shake their hands

and the hero that you hoped you'd be
never seemed to show up
and if i can keep on talking
there won't be time to give up

and i hope that i drive tonight
into the last of the great sunrises
i'll smile and wave my hand, goodbye

things don't work out quite the way

you planned it's almost half past two
and i've begun to hate the way you
smile, so smile

and i hope that you close your eyes
block out the pain of a thousand lives
and i hope that you die tonight
just close your eyes
there goes the light

smile i'll get you
while you wave your hand:
goodbye