Nylon Otters - Bleak Lyrics

I think I'm well with getting old
Or I can't tell I'm talking to ghosts
Who never stay, they always go
But I'll stay the same, I promise, I won't

I'd write this down, but I forgot
Turn noises to sounds, punch out of watched clocks
Some shelf life of years who's time is already bought
I think I'm the same, I promise, I'm not

Once they found me out, I woke in a stir
And gossip's boring, or so I've heard
What if they'd caught on my left shoulder thought
Think I'll stay the same, I promise, I'm wrong
And I love his words say

Lonely plays the game with my charade
To never say what's on my mind
He plays the game with my charade
To never say what's on my mind

I think I'm well, from what I'm told
Between morning bells and talking to ghosts
Who never stay, they always go
But I'll stay the same, I promise, I won't

Well I moved again out, and studies were wed
They mailed me their vows and here's what it read
Your credit's no good here and 'til death do us, debt
Think I'll stay the same, I promised, I bet
And I love his words say

Lonely plays the game with my charade
To never say what's on my mind
He plays the game with my charade
To never say what's on my mind

Maybe on Monday I'll be someone you'd admire
And even eat better, and think some more about fibers
My clothes have their own that pull away when they're tired
And I won't be the same, I promised a liar
And I love his words say

Lonely plays the game with my charade
To never say what's on my mind
He plays the game with my charade
To never say what's on my mind