Courtesy Of

I think I'm tired of hearing don't

With ticket stubs in front of me

Paint my house all shades of gold

That way I can't see

He's not real, real, real, no

Real, real, no, yeah no

Real, real, real, no

I'm not even friends with ones I know

Courtesy of Curtis, I'm on my own

I'm not even friends with ones I know

Courtesy of Curtis, I'm on my own

Quarter your visit and then some

As every breath it stirs me

And I would have no one know

Of all these years waiting

Days sped, winding and wailing in an anvil of sheets

Yeah, in an anvil of sheets

Your nose upon mine, as I would go

But who would you have if I were to leave

He's not real, real, real, no

Real, real, no, hey no, no..

Real, real, real, no..

He's not real, real, real, no

Real, real, no, hey no, no

Real, real, real, no, no, no...

I'm not even friends with ones I know

Courtesy of Curtis, I'm on my own

I'm not even friends with ones I know

Courtesy of Curtis, I'm on my own

I'm not even friends with ones I know

Courtesy of Curtis, I'm on my own

I'm not even friends with ones I know

Courtesy of Curtis, I'm on my own

Hey

So I've close your eyes scroll yuor eyes

Person to person out of sight

One at a time

I wish I had patience to start over

Patience to you