A pull another turn
Across the floor
To the crooked portrait
And missing door
A quiet collapse
From a leaky ceiling
What are we dealing with
You're talkin bout, talkin to yourself
Run into the wall
And take me off the shelf
So line your kitchen
Bottles and catch me
Stow me away
I'll get better with age you'll see
Baby we were born to watch each other die
A leap another fall
Into your bed
Catch a splinter from the post
But laugh instead
A suede and satin situation to ask
What're we feeling for
Talkin bout, talkin to yourself
Running through the walls
To keep me to yourself
So line your kitchen with bottles and catch me
Stow me away
I'll get better with age you'll see
Baby we were born to watch each other die
In a box
How many times
Do you peak in at night?
I'd like to know
With a bottle
How many times
How many more
Will you peak in at night
I'd like to know
So line your kitchen
Bottles and catch me
Stow me away
I'll get better with age you'll see
Baby we were born to watch each other die