That Kind of Thing Songtext
von Douglas Firs

Do you still try to make jokes when you don′t know what to say
Do you still don't know how to act when good things come your way
Like saying you still don′t know when I ask you if you'll stay
It's that kind of thing that gets me down

They told us on TV things might be coming to an end
I said I′d like to smell the sea once more in that event
You said: Just let me grab my coat
Then grabbed my arm instead
It′s that kind of thing that gets me down

Driving home I said: Let's go to France instead of home
You said you′d follow me wherever I would like to go
You let me lay my head down slowly on your winter coat
It's that kind of thing that gets me down


I told you everything I know, which songs and books I like
Like the one in which they sing to get that warm and mellow sound
While you forgot to mention there were more like me around
It′s that kind of thing that gets me down

You read me bits of books you liked as well, straight from your head
You whispered someone's wisdom, lying next to me in bed
Like how a truth you don′t believe can hurt more than a lie
It's that kind of thing that gets me down

We sat down on our knees one morning, trying to plant some seeds
Believing they would grow to become these famous ancient trees
And one day we'd be just like them, all grown-up and proud and tall
We lay down in the grass not saying anything at all
Just like we did one million times before when we were small
It′s that kind of thing that gets me down

Inside the box you gave me is something I didn′t expect
It's the one your granddad gave you
That you once showed me from your bed
I should keep it out of sight but I′ll hang it on my wall instead
It's that kind of thing that gets me down
It′s that kind of thing that gets me down