Been watching so much TV Imthinner than I should be Imlike a waterlogged ball That no-one wants to kick around anymore An all day morning hair-do That no comb can get through Its all granola and beer A calling card and a silk cut souvenir I miss you like sleep And there is nothing romantic about the hours I keep The morning when it starts I dont look so good Now I got a heavy heart
I talk a lot about football And girls I kissed in Grade 4 I piss off my friends And digging a hole just staring at the floor Now every t-shirts got a wine stain Imloving cigarettes again I know every tune about guys and girls and hurts and hearts and moans
I miss you like sleep And there is nothing romantic about the hours I keep The morning when it starts I dont look so sharp Now I got a heavy heart
Its just a low rent paying, palpitating pulp under my shirt But there is a weight thats sitting Oh God it hurts Oh God it hurts
Been watching so much TV Imthinner than I should be Imlike a waterlogged ball That no-one wants to kick around anymore
I miss you like sleep And there is nothing romantic about the hours I keep The morning when it starts Oh my heavy heart
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