Tearing the Posters Down

In all in uppercase

Reading all the warning labels and vaguely

Hoping they’ll be true

Empty house, yeah I can be true

Tearing the posters down from the walls

Goodbye Christmas, forget March

Goodbye waking in the dark

Too early or too late

Empty house and everything’s on

Tearing the posters down from the walls

Bad things happen accurately

Everywhere like scenery

Then you’re tearing the posters down from the walls