My ribs are paper thin
They rise up gently, then they fall
From the vacuum
I count my blessings when
I count my blessings when you call
From a back room
Any time at all
From a stupor
From an empty stairwell
Don't you know I could spend it all
Any time I feel
Clean from the bone
Any time I feel
Don't you know I could call it off
Any time I feel
Any time at all
From a stupor
From an empty stairwell
Any time I feel
Any time I feel