Morbid Craving Testo

Come and break wind on the trainYou never went away but you never quite arrived
And I followed just to see you running
Things are gonna call to you,
Things of little consequence
That, which once seemed small to you
Now seem so immense
And I don't know how you could have seen it coming
You would have been a carpet bag
You should have looked like hell
Dear, you know it always bothers me
To see you doing so well
To see you look so stunning
Came up dead and went home raving
Strung out with a morbid craving
You're hung up and the walls are caving down
There ain't nothing in here worth saving
Sell it all with a morbid craving
I just don't need the things you gave me now
Shun me at dinner, miss,
Careening through the elements
I could feel the fabric of your dress
I could see you making love
Against the marble walls in the half-lit halls with someone
Did we draw the dispensation
and depression and the pain
I don't recall the things you mentioned
They all seemed back fade
They all seemed so differed called the summer
You would have thought you was the first girl who ever learnt a song by heart
But baby if you want to rehearse this one long after you depart
I could already see her coming
Slept on this spent all night praying
Just to fill that morbid craving
You rode him up the hill and then straight down
There ain't nothing in here worth saving
Burn it all for a morbid craving
I just don't need the things you gave me now
Heard you coming now under the dirt beneath my fingers
Though I did not go to college there is one less in there lingers
How a boy betrayed your confidence in the theatres and the monuments
And I could hardly blame him, dear, the way he talks his responses
Want to play the last puzzle in a hotel room in Knox
Though you don't know what you're doing so you don't hold me responsible
You would have thought you was the first girl who ever loved a man then
Dear, I didn't let him hurt you but I hurt you more than him
If that's why you keep coming
Came all night and went home raving
Burn it all for a morbid craving
You're hung up while the walls are caving down
There ain't nothing in here worth saving
Fuck it all for a morbid craving
I can't give back the things you gave me now.