Imperfector

I see a face in the ceiling above me
I fall asleep with nobody to love
Dust settles where we've been before seems like
I'm halfway out the door again
Found something in the papers about you
Only way that word gets through
In bed with my closest friend its the
Way I intended it to end

Three of us at the kitchen table
Four more by the bathroom stall
No one leaves till we're all able
We all wait for one more song
Bundle of matches in my hand
I'll strike them all if I can
One for every night this week
A heat so bright we couldn't see



Credits
Writer(s): Ruby Mcginn
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