Third Floor, Your Door

I've stood a hundred times before
At the corner of this avenue
And I may know it comfortably
But it does not go quiet like it used to do
I'm looking up at you
Changing into something new
And it fills me up

I've searched for many of my years
Unpacking time within these alleyways
While you'd take the arms of reassurance
Wrap around me
Let me know this place
But now you're looking down at me
Drifting into obscurity
And it drains me out

It's getting colder by the minute
As I eagerly anticipate
The four train fast approaching
I will ride somewhere to disassociate
Each stop is further out
And I don't know what I am upset about anyway

And though I'm petrified
I'll make it worse
The underlying notion
That even self pity gets its turn
Put into motion
You're undeserved
On the third floor at your door



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