When you first found me
I was dirty, broken, cored to empty
I'm not much better now
Oh yeah, I'm still dusty
Still just trying to round the edges without leaving anything
And I clench so tight to things that have a steady grasp on me
And that's the method how
The night chores resonate into the day to day
And how they keep speaking for me
And when you first found me
I was dirty, broken, cored to empty
I'm not much better now
And I can't celebrate the ones who talk too late
And why they keep sticking around
And I clench so tight to things that have a steady grasp on me
And that's the method how
The night chores resonate into the day to day
We got to find new methods now
And when you first found me
I was dirty, broken, cored to empty
I'm not much better now
I'm not much better now
I'm not much better now