Death Cab For Cutie

We won't get far
Flying in circles inside a jar
Because the air we breathe
Is thinning with the words that we speak
That we speak, you and me
You and me, you and me
That we speak, you and me
You and me, you and me
You're on the floor
Fearful of what's outside your door
But the codes and keys
They can protect you
From the pangs of jealousy