Information Travels Faster(By DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE)

I intentionally wrote it out to be an illegible mess. 
You wanted me to write you letters, 
but I'd rather lose your address and forget that we'd ever met 
and what did or did not occur sitting in the station it's all a blur 
of dancehall hips, pretentious quips, a boxer's bob and weave.

Here's the kicker of the whole shebang: you are in debt and 
completely fooled that you can look in to the mirror and 
objectively rank your wounds. 

Sewing circles are not solely based in trades of cloth: 
there are spinsters all around here taking notes, reporting on us 
as information travels faster in the modern age. 
As our days are crawling by so slowly.