Jordan Klassen No Salesman lyrics

Hey, Theresa, neighbours are still lonely from the start
Selling secrets just to pay our dues and play our parts
Cold September brings the oldest longing in my heart
Words are kicking the dust and wind of where we are
But I love you more, I love you more
Like kick drums on your bedroom door
And I threw on some piece of mind
But you still ain't the salesman kind
Now we're floundering like foals in brambles in the night
Now we're poking out our eyes to kill the end in sight
I would rather tell you yes than tell you that I might
I would rather rather tell you lies than give in to the fight
But I love you more, I love you more
Like kick drums on your bedroom door

And I threw on some piece of mind
But you still ain't the salesman kind
Theresa says the start came and ???
Then she sleeps, the coyote screaming????
Theresa says the time has played with our own heads
I kept trying to help???
But I want you more, I want you more
As if I'd never said before
And I threw on some piece of mind
But you still ain't the salesman kind