calling out for the lonely i am going home
i've been doing awful things again
i hear them laughing in my head
i went out in the morning looking for a man
i could see you were the perfect one
i've been walking ahead for a while
and dragging a body behind
got them all collected in these boxes underneath my bed
here i am still lonely with the souvenirs
i would kill for some company
i did once have a lover only kept his hands
they can dance and play the songs for me
i've been walking ahead for a while
and dragging a body behind
got them all collected in these boxes underneath my bed
got them all collected in these boxes underneath my bed