Lom

Lights go out
On their own
You see that love is a puddle
Thumbing through
And nothing suits
Like the ladies on the news
And alcohol
Words too slow
Words too slow

Relief
Relief is coming soon

Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do
And one little word
Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do

Say so
Turn the lights out
Lay awake
Stains on my pillow
Turn the lights out
Lay awake
Stains on my pillow

Watch the door
Feels like home
At least today and tomorrow
Calling out
For a chance
But no one buzzed with someone less
An echo of
Words too slow
Words too slow

Relief
Relief is coming soon

Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do
And one little word
Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do

Say so
Turn the lights out
Lay awake
Stains on my pillow
Turn the lights out
Lay awake
Stains on my pillow