It's great to feel wanted
But counting your every step
Is making me insane
I'm waiting for a doorway and
I'm so low, you don't know
I pretend, will they let me go
Sit around, drink tea
Smile politely
Living in a blood house
Where distractions are wearing out and
I'm so low, you don't know
I pretend, will they let me go
I'm on the edge of madness
Of this I have no doubt
A penny in my pocket
Keeps me from drying out
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It's great to feel wanted
But counting your every step
Is making me insane
I'm waiting for a doorway and
I'm so low, you don't know
I pretend, will they let me go
Sit around, drink tea
Smile politely
Living in a blood house
Where distractions are wearing out and
I'm so low, you don't know
I pretend, will they let me go
I'm on the edge of madness
Of this I have no doubt
A penny in my pocket
Keeps me from drying out
But counting your every step
Is making me insane
I'm waiting for a doorway and
I'm so low, you don't know
I pretend, will they let me go
Sit around, drink tea
Smile politely
Living in a blood house
Where distractions are wearing out and
I'm so low, you don't know
I pretend, will they let me go
I'm on the edge of madness
Of this I have no doubt
A penny in my pocket
Keeps me from drying out
Writer: Scott Harris
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