Sangtekst: Anberlin. Foreign Language.

Boys speak in rhythm and girls in code
doots
Tell it to me straight, give it to me now
Face forward, face forward

Boys speak in rhythm and girls just lie
doots
Tell me how you feel, come on out the dark
Then we can head back home and I'll know where to start

Speaking foreign language, nothing I can translate
You're speaking foreign language, nothing I can dictate
Where did we go wrong?
We need medication for this miscommunication
Our conversation's weakened