TV's angels keep turning to you and sighing

because you don't tune in anymore

yes there is laughter coming in

from the cellar

and you've got your ear pressed tight

to the door

and you've got this lingering longing

in the back of your tongue

where the demons play footsie with the nightmares

and you've got every intention

just to let it go

but it's hard now

that he's not here



and now it's two AM

and I am back again

with the groceries

the all-night supermarket was so crazy

I almost didn't want to leave

and I really don't want to wake you

I really don't want to wake you

because you hardly ever get any sleep

so now its tiptoe down the hall

on slippery floorboards that I creep



and you can almost feel the alternating

flesh on flesh

you can almost feel the warmth in her breath

and when you wake up

it's like you break down

and you're scared to sleep now

the odds are steep now

and the easiest way out

is the easiest way to fall back in

do you want to turn on the TV again?



TV's angels keep turning to you and sighing

because you don't tune in anymore

yes there is laughter coming in

from the cellar

and you've got your ear

pressed tight

to the door