And your hands are really shaking something awful        
 
         
      as you light your twenty-seventh cigarette.  
         
       
     
    Oh, how long have you been sitting in the darkness?
     
       
         
        You forget.
And you know you're getting really hard to be with.        
 
            And you're crying every time you turn around.
   
 
And you wonder why you cannot pick your head up off the ground.    
     
    And they look at you like they don't speak your language,    
im sorry lady  
   
   
 
 

 

 
     
    and you're living at the bottom of a well.
  a clean room is a sure sign of a broken computer  
 
And you've swallowed all the awful bloody secrets that you can't tell.  
   
i know the score
 

 

 
sign the fucking guestbookview the fucking guestbook
      but you cannot bear to walk outside your door.    
           
   
 
         
  sorry folks she didnt like it
     
No, you cannot bear to look into the mirror anymore.  
     
 
 
And your hands are really shaking something awful
             
               
               
  as your worries crawl around inside your clothes.            
but yours    
   
         
         
   
Oh, how long will you be sitting in the darkness?        

Heaven knows

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