Jul 16, 2006 23:55
I called those numbers they said that you're not at home
So I'm calling up arms on the telephone
I know you have yours, you don't need mine
You've definitely pinned me the fool this time
and all things are coming down
all things are coming down
and this is a private funeral
your mouth full of blood laughs are bound to leave you all alone
and this is the painting that I will leave on the wall
you're soft and you're sweet but you didn't want
me to call