Cursive "The Recluse" |
I wake alone in a woman's room I hardly know I wake alone and pretend that I am finally home Her room is littered with her books and notebooks I imagine what they say like, shoo fly dont bother me and I can hardly get myself out of her bed for fear of never lying in this bed again Oh christ -- I'm not that desperate -- oh no, oh god, i am How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh, please don't barage me with the questions to all those ugly answers My ego's like my stomach it keeps shitting what I feed it but maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore maybe I can wait in bed till she comes home and whispers, You're in my web now I've come to wrap you up tight till it's time to bite down I wake alone in a woman's room I hardly know I wake alone and pretend that I am finally home home Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |