I'm not coming out of the shower, it's such a comfortable crutch
It's a warm loving womb, and intoxicating tomb
And I don't miss the outside world that much...
It seems that broken hearted love songs are what I'm all about
It seems I lose my inspiration when my hearts not unglued
Now I welcome the pain, oh yes, I'm praying for rain
To bring some dark black cloudy sadness to this warn sunny day
