Emily wakes to the sound of her neighbor's alarm

It richochets off the empty walls of her rented room

The sun is a monster, dragging its tongue on her floor

Swallowing everything

'Til there is nowhere left to move

Another day crowds into her room



Emily sits on the floor of her kitchen and stares

Out of the window at November's red and dying leaves

The crowded kitchen sink and this dirty window pane

Provide the perfect frame

To watch the dirty world outside

Dead leaves and paper trash go blowing by



Emily lays all her pills on the table

So she can arrange them by color and shape

All of this medicine, all of the side effects

All of these doctors and still nothing's changed

What if my whole life's just like this?


Nothing gets better and everything's motionless

What if my whole life's just like this?

A flourescent hum that goes on and on and on and on



Emily tries to get up in the night and trips

Over a pile of work that she meant to do the week 

before

How many days can you keep calling in sick and hope

No one will notice and decide to drop the axe on you

Keep it a secret, nobody sees that

Your world is crumbling

All of these moments are yours alone and

Your world is crumbling

What if my whole life's just like this?

Nothing gets better and everything's motionless

What if my whole life's just like this?

A flourescent hum that goes on and on and on and on