I’ll say it again
Why do I do this to myself
It’s hard to pretend
The feeling is mutual for my health
Over a “Simple Life” you’d call
And I know I didn’t mean to fall again
A quarter till ten
Im sitting there with me myself six strings
A mess of a bed
I’ll write upon a story of many things
Over a “simple Life” you’d call
And I know I didn’t mean to fall again
So i’ll leave
A place where the lights are never lit
And you’ll be
Just another picture inside of it
And you’ll call
To make sure that I am not alone
Head on the wall
The insulation soaked with all my moans
So i’ll leave
And you’ll be
And you’ll call
On the wall
So i’ll leave
And you’ll be
And you’ll call
On the wall
So i’ll leave
A place where the lights are never lit
And you’ll be
Just another picture inside of it
And you’ll call
To make sure that I am not alone
Head on the wall
The insulation soaked with all my moans
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
