Testo Cut and Dry

In the spaces of untouched snow,
Untampered and delicate,
When love was a single note,
The one that my finger missed,
But you just trample the flattened snow,
Just to maintain the fresh,
But is love as they told you so,
In that pink-flowered dress,
And is it ever so cut and dry,
Just one girl for every guy,
"Hey she's out there you don't have to try,"
Is that the shit you're gonna buy?

Well I dont believe in one true love,
'Cause we've each had a few,
So there's one thing I'm certain of,
There'll be love after you,

And is it ever so cut and dry,
Just one girl for every guy,
"Hey she's out there you don't have to try,"
Is that the shit you're gonna buy?
Well I hope not
and I hope not
and I hope not
and I hope not and I....
Well your feet know old foot prints,
That they've sunk into before,
They just relish the new ones,
But could the old be much more?

Well I hope so
and I hope so
and I hope so
And I hope so and I...