Egyptian Cotton Couch Video (MV)

I am the air in your lungs
Moving you out of your deadbeat apartment
Where you stumble home downtown
You're drunk again and it's three in the morning
Another night just like the one before
No one can say you're inconsistent
I'll move you out to a house in the suburbs
Three beds and a yard on a cul-de-sac
All you need to bring are white pickets
All your friends will swear that you've made it
You've kicked it all and you've rounded the corner
But I know better
I should have thrown it all away
I should have thrown it all away
I should have thrown it all away
I should have thrown it all away
I should have thrown it all away
I'm haunted by the ghost of everything I thought I wanted
I should have thrown it all away
Every night you stare up at the ceiling
Looking for God, but I swear to you
It won't mend up the holes you've cut away (you've cut away)
There's only one thing that saves in the silence
And you've got a vial in your hand
It's time to send it all away
The hope in the medicine cabinet
Is only guarded by
Your reflection
In the mirror
I should have thrown it all away
I should have thrown it all away
I'm haunted by the ghost of everything I thought I wanted
I should have thrown it all away
Sitting on your Egyptian cotton couch
All around you in the stagnant settled dust
Are my footprints leading up to the attic where at night I stay up
Blazing trails through all the boxes we spent our years stacking up
Wasting my time
Waiting to die
I should have thrown it all away
I should have thrown it all away
I'm haunted by the ghost of everything I thought I wanted
I should have thrown it all away
Three cheers to the blood on the wall
Here I sit with all of this
Wondering how to look through
The lens of our life
Sorting through each day
Breadcrumb trails
Leading back to the start
Where I cast my love like sunlight
Streaming through stained glass
Onto heavy silent pews