Television flashin' at 4 a.m. And it's beating on my eyelids like the Mob. But I can't turn it off, so I just turn it up. So the darkness and the silence don't work me over from the inside with my thoughts and I can't turn em off.
I’m like a faucet that leaks leaving rust stains in your sink I'm Like a wine glass sitting on a wedding dress I am ready and willing to make a mess And it's hurricane season, as if I ever need a reason.
So how do you live with that?
and my alarm clock’s working at 5 pm, and it's towing in my headache like a train. But I can't pull the switch so I just stay on track. And I roll into the night time with a drink. Some conversation that won't ever go away. and I can't go away.
I’m like a faucet that leaks leaving rust stains in your sink I'm Like a wine glass sitting on a wedding dress I am ready and willing to make a mess and it's hurricane season, as if I ever need a reason.
So how do you live with that?
Television flashes at 4 a.m. And it's beating on my eyelids like the Mob.