It's 7:30whatever
I keep an eye on the door
She traces out the familiar
On someone's laminate floor
And you are closing the curtains
While I am sweeping the stage
You are a change in the weather
And it's been raining for days
His body races and rumbles
For you to come and collect
We are a sunken cathedral
Why bother holding your breath
When you wake up in the morning
And I am climbing the stairs
And you are suffering sweetly
And I am trying to care
It's not enough for you
Why would you suffer through
It's an embarrassment
I'm taking care of it
It's my favorite technique for rainy days and losing sleep
Just take the lighter off the shelf and set a fire to yourself
Incinerator