Lyrics:

yours is the only version of my desertion that I could ever subscribe to

that is all that I can do

you are a past dinner the last winner I'm raking all around me

until the last drop is behind you



you're so cute when you're frustrated, dear

you're so cute when you're sedated, dear

i'm resting



sleep tight, grim right, we have two hundred couches

where you can sleep tight, grim right, we have two hundred couches

where you can sleep tight, grim right, we have two hundred couches

where you can sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight



you are the only person who's completely certain there's nothing here to be into

that is all that you can do

you are a past sinner, the last winner and everything we've come to

makes you you

and you cannot safely say while I will be away

that you will not consider sadly how you hurt me this free

you will not reach me I am resenting a position that is past resentment now I can consider now there is this distance so



sleep tight, grim right, we have two hundred couches

where you can sleep tight, grim right, we have two hundred couches

where you can sleep tight, grim right, we have two hundred couches

where you can sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight



something to say

something to do

nothing to say

when there's nothing to do