Hunched over a microphone

You're whispering and I moan

Hardly movingone toe tapping.



In a hushed tone and eyes turned low

While the space you take up grows

I grow weak and my heart's collapsing.



Yeah I look at youyou look like shit

But that's got nothing to do with it

You open your mouth and a God comes out.

I look at youyou look like shit

But that's got nothing to do with it

You open your mouth and a God comes out.



It's two forty-five in the morning

Being lonely just gets boring

It's too late now to get wasted.

Yeah it's two forty-five in the morning

Being lonely just gets boring

It's too late now to get wasted.

I look at youyou look like shit

But that's got nothing to do with it

You open your mouth and a God comes out.

I look at youyou look like shit

But that's got nothing to do with it

You open your mouth and a God comes out.

I'm in my room and all alone

You're turned up loud there's no-one home

You're faceless and my eyes are closed.

I'm in my room and all alone

You're turned up loud there's no-one home

You're faceless and my eyes are closed.

I look at youyou look like shit

But that's got nothing to do with it

You open your mouth and a God comes out.

Yeah I look at youyou look like shit

But that's got nothing to do with it

You open your mouth and a God comes out.