Tabletops

Fall in love With a fiction that you found on the internet It's the trendy thing to do Call it off Just when things were getting good Getting good is better when you have nothing to do with it Make my bed Fill my head With heavy hearted hopes about the way that things should go Mixing pictures on a tabletop A splinter in monotony They say a picture's worth a thousand words You give it all away for free Going out Just to saw you didn't not Drinking in another night that looks piss but tastes alright Call a cab The MTA is burning down Dusting off some magazines Some scissors and some make believe Mixing pictures on a tabletop A splinter in monotony They say a picture's worth a thousand words You give it all away for free When you talk I'll listen It's the least that I could do And I'm sure that they're missing Everything I see in you