Living on my
Bathroom wall
Impressed in porcelain
Five by ten
A dulled pink and white
With gold enamel stripes
There's a lady
Marooned in the tile
In her hands she clasps
A mourning dove
She is scantily clad
Thinly veiled in satin
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
She is much older than I
But her youthful charm is unwavering
Not afflicted with the sickness of aging
But captive against her will
Between the light bulb and the basin
Are the lice much company?
The arachnids dare interact
At risk of being seen
She wears cobwebs in her hair
Barefoot as she dances 'neath an archway
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
She's has seen me retch
Sputter and cough
Pulling bile from my stomach
She has breathed
The air of vomit
She has made note of
Every unsung lover
Every passing friend
She's heard me lie
Countless times
She's seen me play pretend
She's even joined in
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
She's not the only one of her kind
Painted on the tiles on the wall
But she's the only one
That speaks to me
Or understands me at all
Maybe she is the fading memory
Of the unsung lovers
Desperate to become a melody
Maybe she is nothing more than a product of reverie
An overestimation of a bathroom decoration
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
And I trust you
To tell me I belong
One day they
Will bulldoze this place
This burial site
Where the good intentions
Of good people
So often come to die
Then I will surely miss her
And pay her mind
I will surely miss that lady, marooned
Holding in her hands, a mourning dove
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
And I trust you
To tell me I
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Living on my
Bathroom wall
Impressed in porcelain
Five by ten
A dulled pink and white
With gold enamel stripes
There's a lady
Marooned in the tile
In her hands she clasps
A mourning dove
She is scantily clad
Thinly veiled in satin
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
She is much older than I
But her youthful charm is unwavering
Not afflicted with the sickness of aging
But captive against her will
Between the light bulb and the basin
Are the lice much company?
The arachnids dare interact
At risk of being seen
She wears cobwebs in her hair
Barefoot as she dances 'neath an archway
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
She's has seen me retch
Sputter and cough
Pulling bile from my stomach
She has breathed
The air of vomit
She has made note of
Every unsung lover
Every passing friend
She's heard me lie
Countless times
She's seen me play pretend
She's even joined in
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
She's not the only one of her kind
Painted on the tiles on the wall
But she's the only one
That speaks to me
Or understands me at all
Maybe she is the fading memory
Of the unsung lovers
Desperate to become a melody
Maybe she is nothing more than a product of reverie
An overestimation of a bathroom decoration
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
And I trust you
To tell me I belong
One day they
Will bulldoze this place
This burial site
Where the good intentions
Of good people
So often come to die
Then I will surely miss her
And pay her mind
I will surely miss that lady, marooned
Holding in her hands, a mourning dove
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
And I trust you
To tell me I
Bathroom wall
Impressed in porcelain
Five by ten
A dulled pink and white
With gold enamel stripes
There's a lady
Marooned in the tile
In her hands she clasps
A mourning dove
She is scantily clad
Thinly veiled in satin
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
She is much older than I
But her youthful charm is unwavering
Not afflicted with the sickness of aging
But captive against her will
Between the light bulb and the basin
Are the lice much company?
The arachnids dare interact
At risk of being seen
She wears cobwebs in her hair
Barefoot as she dances 'neath an archway
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
She's has seen me retch
Sputter and cough
Pulling bile from my stomach
She has breathed
The air of vomit
She has made note of
Every unsung lover
Every passing friend
She's heard me lie
Countless times
She's seen me play pretend
She's even joined in
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
She's not the only one of her kind
Painted on the tiles on the wall
But she's the only one
That speaks to me
Or understands me at all
Maybe she is the fading memory
Of the unsung lovers
Desperate to become a melody
Maybe she is nothing more than a product of reverie
An overestimation of a bathroom decoration
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
And I trust you
To tell me I belong
One day they
Will bulldoze this place
This burial site
Where the good intentions
Of good people
So often come to die
Then I will surely miss her
And pay her mind
I will surely miss that lady, marooned
Holding in her hands, a mourning dove
When i'm holding you
I couldn't feel alone
And I trust you
To tell me I
Writer: Sam Lawson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid