The ashtray says you were up all night
When you went
The way things go you get so low
Struggle to find
I'm the boy that looks excited
I'm the boy that's gonna
I should've been listening
To every word you said
Oh, what did
How to fight loneliness
Smile all the time
Shine you teeth till
Why I wonder
Is my heart full of holes?
And the feeling
Genuine
Day will come
When the wind
Decides to run
And shakes the stairs
That
Genuine
Day will come
When the wind
Decides to run
And shakes the stairs
That
Go back to sleep now my darlin'
And I'll keep all
We'll, find a way regardless
To make some sense out of
Theres a whisper
I would like to breathe into your ear
But
She's a jar with a heavy lid, my pop quiz
Like a cloud his fingers explode
On the typewriter ribbon, the
Like a cloud his fingers explode
On the typewriter ribbon, the
I dreamed about killing you again last night
And it felt
Over and over and over again
I say that were just
When you wake up feelin' old
At this piano filled with