Text: Emerson Hart. Cigarettes & Gasoline. Ordinary.

How did I become responsible
Without ever taking responsibility
How did we become so ugly
Without ever changing anything

How do we get to be so ordinary
When did we lose ourselves in conversation
How do we get to be so
How do we get to be so ordinary

And how did you come to find me here
Twist the line, jump the rut to build again
And how did I become the smoking gun
Without ever loading anyone

How do we get to be so ordinary
How did we lose ourselves in conversation
How do we get to be so
How do we get to be so ordinary

What a lover would
I wanna get me some
I know it's alright, babe
I know it's alright, baby

You fear the mountain for the wood
Let you cut it down
You know you hate it
You know you won't shake it now

Wonder what I did
You know you're gonna like it
I know it's the right, babe
I know it's alright now

If you're gonna run
I wanna give you some
I know it's the right, babe
I know it's the right, baby

But how did you come to find me here

How do we get to be so ordinary
When did we lose ourselves in conversation
How do we get to be so
How do we get to be so ordinary, ordinary