Punch Drunk on Black Mold
I am sitting in the back with a jar of fire ants
picking my teeth with a razor blade
I know you'll be back any day
Waiting around, I found a couple of crazy sounds
but then they up and walked away
that's how I know it's finally safe to say
that you are never ever coming back
I know you're never ever coming back
Punch drunk on black mold
I broke a finger cause I'm getting too old
and though it wasn't mine to begin with
it looked enough like mine that I felt it
It's too cool to be a school, it's too dark to be a park
I'm not quite sure where I am
but to be honest I don't give a damn
because I know now that you are never coming back
I don't care about anything else cause you're never coming back
I don't know what to do now that you're never coming back
And I saw one little ray of light sneak under the door
like hope in a movie
or an angel in a dusty book
oh page eleventeen, spirit me away from here
I am sitting in the back with an empty jar, aah!
Cutting the ropes with the razor blade
sawing the bars with a thing I made
breaking the locks and iron braids
run in a straight line for days and days and days
Cause I know you aren't coming back
I can't believe it's true, are you really never coming back?
I don't know what to do now that you are never ever coming back
I don't care about anything else cause you're never ever coming back
