Cold Dinner

Well, you cannot disappear
Even when you're dead and gone
You still have a body, you still have a body

And I'll still get my point across
Even if you prove me dead wrong
I don't listen to nobody, never listened to nobody

Probably explains why I don't know anything
Always end up alone stuck out in the rain

Well, there's a murder of black birds
All screaming the F word at me
As I try to fall asleep on the concrete

I've been here four days, still waiting on that double stack
I'm all outta ideas, just sit and watch the empty tracks
Sit and watch the empty tracks, sit and watch the empty tracks
Sit and watch the empty tracks, sit and watch the empty tracks

Well I'm a crooked-tooth quitter, I'm a stone sober sinner
I'm the queen of damp clothes and cold dinner

I've been here four days, still waiting on that double stack
I'm all outta ideas, just sit and watch the empty tracks
Sit and watch the empty tracks, sit and watch the empty tracks
Sit and watch the empty tracks, sit and watch the empty tracks

Well, I've been slowly growing out of everything that I love
I'm not gonna grow up, I don't wanna
I've been slowly growing out of everything that I love
I don't wanna gonna grow up, I'm not gonna

I've been here four days, still waiting on that double stack
I'm all outta ideas, just sit and watch the empty tracks
I've been here four days, still waiting on that double stack
I'm all outta ideas, just sit and watch the empty tracks
Sit and watch the empty tracks, sit and watch the empty tracks
Sit and watch the empty tracks, sit and watch the empty tracks



Credits
Writer(s): Cecily Finke
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