歌词
Couches full of these empty boxes
Faces on the clocks watch you lose your will
The kitchen's dusty slate needs cleaning
Eyes glued to the TV, mind switched off
Night time, full stop, distraction is over
You're still holding on to your grudge
Your 2am tired eyes, they need paid attention
And I'm so tired of, seeing you let every chance go by
Hours go and these batteries empty
They need a change, but it slips you up
Company dissipates, leaving you quiet
When will you ever make up your mind?
Draft leaks in from an open window
Curtains drawn to hide the light
Colder nights now leave you lonely
But will the air bring you around?
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