i was coming down ndon't know what i mean ni was coming from left field nbut you're a liar girl nyou can see right through me nand i don't recognize my mouth nnthe mumbling years nthe mumbling years nndream of sweetheart nelectric at dawn ndon't think you're coming 'round any more nturn into you ni'll turn back into me nfalse starts are all that keep coming out nnand it's not ours to keep nso we wear it on our sleeve nnthe mumbling years nthe mumbling years nnlike clothes you out grow nlike water from snow none more goodbye song nncause it's not ours to keep nso we wear it on our sleeve nit's not ours to keep nnthe mumbling years nthe mumbling years nthe mumbling years nthe mumbling yearsn