A Salesman's Guide To Non-existence Lyrics

Leave without a trace
Don't know when I'll be back again
Time to go
I'm not playing
The fiction is a love that's built to outlast everything
Time to go
No carving my name in your cherry tree
So go on, get your “good time” in
Darling, I didn't come all this way just to sell you something
Nothing grows here in the cold
What you see is just a dream
Don't
Whatever you do to me, just hold on
Whatever you do to me
Feeling your heart tempting me
The fear of letting go of it occupies some space
So tired of being alone
So tired of this place
No carving my name in your cherry tree
So much for your good timing
Only thing about your love that's wrong is timing
Everything about your love is wrong timing
Choke on the memory now
Darling I didn't come all this way just to give in