Laying on a mattress That I've have had since I was nine The springs gave way some years ago The frame is doing fine
I'm not looking for anything I'm not looking for anything
If seeing is believing I guess I'm really blind And is it me or is wondering A decent state of mind
I always try to make some sense Of webs that intertwine And if you never ask me anything I'll never have to lie
I'm not looking for anything I just wanna listen to explosions from my bed I'm not looking for anything I just want a place to put my head
This paper tigers past a buck My in-head embarrassment made me a sitting duck In a world that's colder than the deepest river stone It's hard to be alone