Drinking black coffee with Drew
Watching Sopranos in the afternoon
Drying my clothes in his machine
Did I understand it was sweet?

Is it worse because I didn't?
'Cause we're different now
Did little things make you feel better?
Andrew

When the three million cells
Will pass away in a second's time
The space is free where I used to be
And I catch myself on my phone
Back in Tampa Bay

You show them where you are
You do the same things every day
'Til most your dread goes away
You do the same things every day
'Til most your dread goes away

Watching soporific murder shows
When there's a sound from the other room
The dog is ceased and reversing its knees
And I get down on my knees

We feel the drain [?]
[?]
Your crooked bottom teeth
And camouflage vest
You're the most pure thing I know
Your crooked bottom teeth
And camouflage vest
You're the most pure thing I know