I'll memorize the certain voice that you ignore
I promise I'll be useful
I'll oil up the hinges on the bathroom door
My offerings will be fruitful
You only see her when I'm sitting
But it's too much for me
I dread it every evening
When you turn I can't quite see what I believe in
But it's too much for me
I dread it every evening
When you talk
Tell me, come and get some
Told it's not a real world
Tell me, come and get some