Television
Saw you on the TV man
Saw everything you lost
God you are your fathers man
Saw everything you lost
You say you're caving in
Face down under the weather
Barely breathing, trying to hold your shit together
Turning the pages in
Hear you talking in your sleep
The kind of truth you can only speak between the sheets
Tear it right across the line
Baby come over
Come over it's looking up
Tear it right across the line
Baby come over
Come over it's looking up
Saw you on the TV man
Saw everything you lost
My mother had it on in the background
The way you shook the anchors hand
In spite of all the odds
It's all burning down in the background
Handing your wages in
Sick of serving out your time
To a truth that could only live inside a lie
Even though you felt so small, not brave, unclear
Fighting for yourself so far, so close, so near
Tear it right across the line
Baby come over
Come over it's looking up
Tear it right across the line
Baby come over
Come over it's looking up
Feels like you finally fucked this up
Nowhere to be anywhere to run
Feels like you finally fucked this up
Tear it right across the line
Baby come over
Come over it's looking up
Tear it right across the line
Baby come over
Come over it's looking up
Saw everything you lost
God you are your fathers man
Saw everything you lost
You say you're caving in
Face down under the weather
Barely breathing, trying to hold your shit together
Turning the pages in
Hear you talking in your sleep
The kind of truth you can only speak between the sheets
Tear it right across the line
Baby come over
Come over it's looking up
Tear it right across the line
Baby come over
Come over it's looking up
Saw you on the TV man
Saw everything you lost
My mother had it on in the background
The way you shook the anchors hand
In spite of all the odds
It's all burning down in the background
Handing your wages in
Sick of serving out your time
To a truth that could only live inside a lie
Even though you felt so small, not brave, unclear
Fighting for yourself so far, so close, so near
Tear it right across the line
Baby come over
Come over it's looking up
Tear it right across the line
Baby come over
Come over it's looking up
Feels like you finally fucked this up
Nowhere to be anywhere to run
Feels like you finally fucked this up
Tear it right across the line
Baby come over
Come over it's looking up
Tear it right across the line
Baby come over
Come over it's looking up
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Beard, Georgia Margaret A Potter
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