I've got a dead mattress thrown on the floor
It's where I pass out every night
And the polyurethane that coats the floors
Reflects the light from the street
There's never been a fire in the fireplace
Ever since they came and sealed it up
And every time I open the door
I've got to give it a kick, 'cause it gets stuck
But it's quiet sometimes, quiet
When I'm singing in the shower alone
It's not my home, but it's a place to rest my head
I'm never home, I'm told I'll sleep when I am dead
I hear the thudding pitter-patter of the kid upstairs
I've never seen him, but he wakes me up
And that's the funny thing about the cross I bear:
I only need it to get me going
There's never been a fire in the fireplace
Ever since they came and sealed it up
And every time I open the door
I've got to give it a kick, 'cause it gets stuck
But it's quiet sometimes, quiet
When I'm singing in the shower alone
It's not my home, but it's a place to rest my head
I'm never home, I'm told I'll sleep when I am dead
Sing to me, Jeff Tweedy, am I listening to you?
Is this how I fight loneliness, by running somewhere new?
I'm sorry that I'm leaving
But it's something I must do
It's something I must do
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I've got a dead mattress thrown on the floor
It's where I pass out every night
And the polyurethane that coats the floors
Reflects the light from the street
There's never been a fire in the fireplace
Ever since they came and sealed it up
And every time I open the door
I've got to give it a kick, 'cause it gets stuck
But it's quiet sometimes, quiet
When I'm singing in the shower alone
It's not my home, but it's a place to rest my head
I'm never home, I'm told I'll sleep when I am dead
I hear the thudding pitter-patter of the kid upstairs
I've never seen him, but he wakes me up
And that's the funny thing about the cross I bear:
I only need it to get me going
There's never been a fire in the fireplace
Ever since they came and sealed it up
And every time I open the door
I've got to give it a kick, 'cause it gets stuck
But it's quiet sometimes, quiet
When I'm singing in the shower alone
It's not my home, but it's a place to rest my head
I'm never home, I'm told I'll sleep when I am dead
Sing to me, Jeff Tweedy, am I listening to you?
Is this how I fight loneliness, by running somewhere new?
I'm sorry that I'm leaving
But it's something I must do
It's something I must do
It's where I pass out every night
And the polyurethane that coats the floors
Reflects the light from the street
There's never been a fire in the fireplace
Ever since they came and sealed it up
And every time I open the door
I've got to give it a kick, 'cause it gets stuck
But it's quiet sometimes, quiet
When I'm singing in the shower alone
It's not my home, but it's a place to rest my head
I'm never home, I'm told I'll sleep when I am dead
I hear the thudding pitter-patter of the kid upstairs
I've never seen him, but he wakes me up
And that's the funny thing about the cross I bear:
I only need it to get me going
There's never been a fire in the fireplace
Ever since they came and sealed it up
And every time I open the door
I've got to give it a kick, 'cause it gets stuck
But it's quiet sometimes, quiet
When I'm singing in the shower alone
It's not my home, but it's a place to rest my head
I'm never home, I'm told I'll sleep when I am dead
Sing to me, Jeff Tweedy, am I listening to you?
Is this how I fight loneliness, by running somewhere new?
I'm sorry that I'm leaving
But it's something I must do
It's something I must do
Writer: Thom Dunn
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