thai sauce ripping out my stomach lining
whining fellows in the basement night
tired of waiting for the start to find me
so i'll stick myself in the city blinding
while those people like to yell outside me
i can't hear themselves if i keep trying
block my ears up with a hand and a diary
lost the rode i had a long time ago
lips i could wrap in an evening
file me thin
in my bedroom singing
i got a lotta love i gotta gotta give
what's lost now won't be this morning
beside my head
i know you're still breathing
i got a lotta love i gotta gotta give