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The Format - "Wait Wait Wait" [Live at the Mayan Theatre]

Live at the Mayan Theatre features Dog Problems performed in its entirety as well as favorites from Interventions & Lullabies & Swans. On February 4th, the entire film is available at Amazon Prime and audio available at all digital outlets. For tour dates, visit: https://theformat.com Order Live At The Mayan on limited edition colored vinyl here: https://theformatmerch.com Follow The Format: Facebook:   / theformat   Instagram:   / theformat   Twitter:   / theformat   YouTube:    / theformatlivingroom   Web: https://theformat.com CREDITS Directed by Sam Erickson Produced by Ciara Lacy Additional editing and trailer by Mike Gill LYRICS The chords we play Ways left to communicate These roads are paved with plans we've made And your headboard's never felt so safe Well they'll reach our graves where your friends And I will kill the lights and hide Oh what a nice surprise Don't don't tell me when it's coming (no) Don't, don't I just want to see if for myself Don't breathe Don't make a sound cause the song won't stop 'till the tape runs out When melody has nothing to hold I'll be the last sound that you hear as your eyes close And these chords remain We'll use them to exploit the friends We've since forgot those friends we've lost you All know just who you are cause I've since made graves but I'm too scared to etch the names For fear that I'm the one who's changed Don't don't tell me when it's coming (no) Don't, don't I just want to see if for myself Don't breathe Don't make a sound cause the song won't stop 'till the tape runs out When melody has nothing to hold I'll be the last sound that you hear as your eyes close The thought of death it scares me to death and I don't know why, I don't know, it's just too much to never wake up Don't don't tell me when it's coming (no) Don't, don't I just want to see if for myself Don't breathe Don't make a sound cause the song won't stop 'till the tape runs out When melody has nothing to hold I'll be the last sound that you hear as your eyes close