Penny Circus - Teeth on the Floor Lyrics

Take it up with Father Time
I've grown tired of his stories they're boring
They always end up the same
His life could use a little change
But me I'm still me oh whatever that means
Every morning I take two or three
Fall on my knees praying that I can still grow my wings
I hope and I pray that one day I won't need
To spend every night picking locks from my bed
Hoping for something to open my head
So I can finally sleep
Maybe I could make some new friends in my dreams

There's a Bible in a drawer tucked away in my room
The pages look just the same as the day that
I brought it home from Sunday school sometime in late 2002
But Jesus hasn't given up on me
He's got plans for a two-story house on the Golden Road
With a fenced in yard and lots of trees
He understands I need my privacy
If the drugs and the lust and the alcohol
Would keep me from reaping the seeds I've sown
Then f*ck it, at least I tried at all
He probably thinks I'm no good at all
I guess I'm just no good at all

Counting one by one
My nights alone
Spitting my teeth on the floor
Counting one by one
There's no way home
And I feel comatose
I feel comatose
I feel comatose
I feel comatose