Been watching so much TV
I'm thinner than I should be
I'm like a waterlogged ball
That no one wants to kick around anymore
And all day morning hairdo
That no comb can get through
It's all granola and beer
A calling card and a silk cut souvenir
I miss you like sleep
And there's nothing romantic bout the hours I keep
But it's the
The mornings when it starts
I don't look so good
Now I've got a heavy heart
Talk alot about football
And girls I kissed in grade four
I piss off my friends
I'm digging a hole just staring at the floor
And every t-shirts got a wine stain
I'm loving cigarettes again
I know every tune about
Guys and girl and hurts and hearts and moods
I miss you like sleep
And there's nothing romantic bout the hours I keep
But it's the
The mornings when it starts
I don't look so sharp
Now I've got a heavy heart
It's just a low rent paying
Palpitating
Pulp inside my shirt
But there's a weight that's sitting so hard
God it hurts
Oh it hurts
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