We Don't Live Here Anymore
Washing your mouth out with turpentine
Wishing that I would decide to just sit
Shaving all the hair that's on your head
Brush it side to side til nothing's left
Sleeping on the floor next to the bed
Laying on your side amidst circuits
Watching as your eyes focus to see
The sun bright on the wall that the clock sits
Let us drown
In one horse town
Scratching the scabs off while they're lingering
Listen to all the sounds that I won't miss
Spent one last night in this white abyss
We were eaten alive by lice & ticks
No more sound
Laying face down
Writer/s: Paul White
