The clock is striking midnight
John just knocked out of sight
I think she's curled up under
the stairs to go to sleep
My heart is beating softly,
but it's keeping me awake, you see
My life has been reduced to feeding rats
And I'm just about broken
But I'm still singing even
It was a love with the saddest song that I ever heard
The faucet's drip is hollow
There's a dishmore jury echo
And ten shivers and wakes,
and quickly falls back to sleep
My eyes are watery and will not close
I'm one final wave from an open door
but the void seems not very deep
And I'm just a bite broken
It was a lie but the saddest song
Count the pages, how yellow
The hallway smells like sorrow
With a touch of am monia that
Somewhere I'm a baby's cryin'
In her dreams a jet is flyin'
I scratch a line on the wall
And I'm just about broken
When the speech was spoken
It was a lie with the saddest song, man,
And I'm just a bite broken
even though I'm choking on every word
When the speech was spoken,
and the truth was singing
Yeah, it was the love at the,
love at the sight of the song
I'm messed up, I'm broken
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