Lyrics:

Its really

too bad

he became a prisoner of his own past

he stabbed a moment in the back

with a brown thumb tack

that held up the list of things he gotta do

Its really,

no good

he's moving on before he understood

he shot the future in the foot with every step it took

from the faces that he knew cause he forgot to look



Better staple it together and call it bad weather

staple it together and call it bad weather X3

mm hmm



well I guess you could say

that he dont even know where to begin

cause he looked both ways but he was so afraid

diggin deeper through the ditch

with every chance he missed

and the mess he made

cause hate is such a strong word

And every brick he laid

a mistake they say

That his walls are getting taller

his world is getting smaller



Better staple it together and call it bad weather

staple it together and call it bad weather X3

mm hmm



whoo



its really

too bad

he became a prisoner of his own past

he stabbed a moment in the back

with a brown thumb tack

that held up the list of things he gotta do

Its really,

no good

hes moving on before he understood

he shot the future in the foot with every step it took

from the faces that he knew cause he forgot to look



Better staple it together and call it bad weather

staple it together and call it bad weather X3



If the weather is better

we should get together

Spend a little time and we can do whatever

and if we get together we'll be twice as clever

So, staple it together and call it bad weather, mm hmmm