[Chorus]
My head is like a spiderweb so full that it collapses
Just swaying in the wind: a weird tangle of insect corpses
My head is like a spiderweb so full that it collapses
Just swaying in the wind: a weird tangle of insect corpses

[Verse]
I've lived my whole life in tiny rooms
Filled with things that I've collected, attached to
Each a memory or some heirloom
Scrapbooks and photographs
Drawings and scribble scratch
A spoon from a diner from that week we drove to rescue her
A dog collar
Paper flowers
Letters from old friends
Maps and loose ends
Lost plans
Documents of how its been
Just a clean hard reminder that it will never be again
Oh well, oh when
Another thread to keep pulling at

[Chorus]
My head is like a spiderweb so full that it collapses
Just swaying in the wind: a weird tangle of insect corpses
My head is like a spiderweb so full that it collapses
Just swaying in the wind: a weird tangle of insect corpses