Change Of Season Lyrics - Underdogs - Matthew Good Band

If they dropped the bomb 

Would you love me then? 

If I was wrong, would it be okay? 

Well, I can see holes in every one 

A change of season 

If I found a way to make amends 

Would you say I was too late? 

Well, I can find the holes on anyone 

A change of season 

A change of season 

I feel like I'm losing for money 

I feel like I'm losing for free 

I feel older than the dead angel 

On my shoulder, claims to be 

I feel like we're drinking and driving 

I feel like we're running into walls 

I feel like swimming in your apathy 

You know I'd love to be your conscience when it calls 

If they made me crawl 

Would you love me then? 

If I was small, would it be okay? 

Well, I can see the need in everyone 

A change of season 

A change of season 

I feel like I'm losing for money 

I feel like I'm losing for free 

I feel older than the dead angel 

On my shoulder, claims to be 

I feel like we're drinking and driving 

I feel like we're running into walls 

I feel like swimming in your apathy as a kind of parody 

For miles and miles, miles 

I feel like somebody's missing 

I feel like somebody's missing 

I think somebody's missing