This house is a ghost town
No life to be found Yet you could destroy me And i would still have you around It’s hard to surrender When i’m your defender But you changed the rules of engagement, remember?Look at us now
Tied and strung out Too young to be this old You broke me down Now i’m done waiting around For the love i am owed Owed.[…]
All this strange behaviour has ruined the flavour
[…]
Where does it end?
Too far gone
You weren’t the one.Look at us now
Tied and strung out Too young to be this old You broke me down Now i’m done waiting around For the love i am owed Owed.– Elliot Greer
xxj
[those are not my words.
but late at night, I sing them.]
[I sing them after the lullaby, which says:
something in the orange tells me
you’re never coming home.]