Well the balcony looks out onto
A squared-off theatre-stage view
But you'll never, you'll never use it
'Cause of all the broken potential within it
Dust covers every surface
Strategically line the worlds between us
Clean in the evening When you're forced to stay in
If it's no one's fault then it's everyone's fault
The bed gets wider
And those three word phrases tighten
And tenderness is gone
It's just a solo night bus home
You were never meant to roam
And those teenage hang-ups are hard to beat When your closet is piled up with defeat
Your defeat
If it's no one's fault then it's everyone's fault
If it's no one's fault then maybe it's your fault
Maybe it's your fault