Early In The Morning 

When Your Eyes Are Swollen 

When Your Hair's A Mess 

And Your Lips Taste Like A Cigarette 

Is This Something 

Am I Lovesick 

Or Is This Some Kind Of Trick In The Meantime 

I'll Lay Still 

Left To My Own Devices 



And Each And Every Evening 

Without Reason 

I Waste Your Time Cause It Comes Cheap 

Then It's Gone In A Heart-Beat 

I Know You're Not Sleeping 

Did I Hurt Your Feelings 

Now You're Lost In A Crowd 

Our Silence So Loud 

In The Meantime 

I'll Wait Here Alone 

With My Own Devices 



How Long Has It Been 

Since You Said Something 

I've Anted To Hear 

Just Say What You Mean 

And Each And Every Evening 

I Smash Your Favorite Things 

I Fuck Myself To Sleep 

Leave The Phone To Ring 

Be Still My Heart 

I Hate Being Here 

With My Own Devices