me When all you have to do is calmly Call me Call me Basic service, sixty bucks I'll deal the hand, you try your luck A pair gets meal, week and rent And a
drink your love Swimmin' a swim in the suds I wanna drink your Blood Up like a rocket, down like the rain Back an' forth like a choo choo train I have a
Look at my mouth, a thin painted line Look at my limbs, bent up and bundled in twine Forever, ever mine Form of a tree, shape of a child I wish I could
a guy find some room In a life raft home, a little rubber tomb In the corner beside my bed Very busy spinning thread Eight legs and a little head There's a
[Incomprehensible] I found me an answer, in a grocery store I found me an answer in the form of an old man with A cardigan on, this guy's got thirty years on
a matchyour face My asking you questions you can't answer You want to box me? Our world works in a weird way I've heard them say a man with a beard
Our yesterdays are on a loop A marathon of heartbreaking moments The day they found me asleep on the floor Engine running, closed garage door Was the day the 'For Sale' sign arrived on
Call the police and call the press But please, dear God, don't tell my friends This is where it ends, this is where it ends She says, she wants to live in a
I was happy when you were gone So I lied and said that I missed you when we were apart. I couldn't tell you, so I had to lead you on But I didn't mean
to do is calmly Call me, call me, call me Basic service: sixty bucks I'll roll the dice, you try your luck A pair gets me a week in rent And a straight
t answer. You want to box me? Our world works in a weird way I've heard them say a man with a beard may frighten children or dogs but a moustache scares
us a safety net Whatever we do, we can never forget Chorus: I live with it every day Even though we moved away Our yesterdays are on a loop; A marathon
Swimmin' a swim in the suds I want to drink your blood Up like a rocket, down like the rain Back and forth like a choo-choo train I have a secret that
I found me an answer, in a grocery store I found me an answer in the form of an old man with a cardigan on, this guy's got thirty years on me but he stops
Words by Steven Page & Ed Robertson Music by Steven Page A key in the door, a step on the floor A note on the table, and a meal in the micro Note says
, they get in the rugs But where does a guy find some room in this life raft home, a little rubber tomb There's a spider in my room There's a spider
take what I need, then I bleed and it comes right back to me. But guts only eat and sometimes they repeat on you. Keeping you on your toes or crouched