Bad Books Follow

We slept for close to seven hours
All the way to your dad's basket case.
I didn't catch the final score
So I prayed that we'd sink a few more.
And I didn't mind and you didn't seem to
Mind about me, but I was wrong.
Who wouldn't fear to leave it all
'Cause it's gonna come, it's gotta come.
I am the widow
The spidered king.
There's web in your teeth,
And there's holes in the ceiling.
And I wanted more, I left with nothing.
Who's really lost and who's really winning?
I begged again, you said hello.
For now that's all I know.
Now I remember the exhaust and remains.
A shallow shadow hung across my brand new drapes.
And I gave my car away, down towards the post office.
Man told me he needed it more.

And that's what gets me sometimes,
That's what struck me blind,
And that's why there's no time
That's why I still try, and that's why...
I begged you everything, I begged you everything.
Begged you everything, everything.

Fuck am I supposed to do when you just lie your arms in mine?
Fuck am I supposed to do when you never lie about telling a lie?
So what was I supposed to do? Just keep on trying through sleepless nights?
Fuck am I supposed to choose? 'Cause I begged you everything, everything.

I can remember wishing that the season had lasted a little longer.
It don't, and we die.
If not me, then to my pride.
If not now, then tonight.
If not then, we just might give up trying.

We slept for close to seven hours
All the way to your dad's basket case.
I didn't catch the final score