Company Calls - Death Cab For Cutie

I'll take the best of your bad moods 
and dress them up to make a better you, 
'cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck. 

I'd squeeze a heart through my fingertip, 
but I type too slow to make expressions stick. 
And it's like TV with a microchip. 

Set your sights; destroy this partyline, 
'cause it's so tired. 
Set your sights; destroy this mock-shrine, 
'cause it's so tired. 

Let's cut our losses at both ends 
and aim your car away from all our friends, 
leaving the dishes stacked in the sink. 

Set your sights; destroy this partyline, 
'cause it's so tired. 
Set your sights; destroy this mock-shrine, 
'cause it's so tired. 

I'd keep my distance 'cause the complications cloud it all, 
and mail a postcard sending greetings from the Eastern Bloc. 
Synapse to synapse: possibilities will thin or fade. 
Your wedding figurines: I'd melt so I could drink them in, 
and drink them in, and drink them in... 

I'll take the best of your bad moods 
and dress them up to make a better you, 
'cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck. 

Set your sights; destroy this partyline, 
'cause it's so tired. 
Set your sights; destroy this mock-shrine, 
'cause it's so tired.

Set your sights; destroy this partyline, 
'cause it's so tired. 
Set your sights; destroy this mock-shrine, 
'cause it's so tired.