Numbers

Don't want to leave a bed

With a warm body in it

But when the numbers come to flood my head

I have to float on behind

To the grind

Of the phone calls

Seven buttons

Don't you see how fast I can go through a long list of shit to do?

Make out a big check

Write a little letter

And put a sticky stamp on the post card that I send to you

Then I wait, I wait to see, is there anybody out there?

I'm a hunchback, hunch

Hunched over scribbled notes and numbers that I can't read

Hunchback, hunch

Hunched over a cheap piano that I can't really play

The other day though

I thought I might find

The kind of faith that could ease my mind

I thought I might learn

I thought I could try

To let a day go by

When I did not sabotage myself

Dont wanna wait, I won't wait to see is there anybody out there?

Sometimes the sun slides down

Leaving stripes in the sky

And I watch my resignation fly away

And I say this is the last day

I'll let myself feel this way

Then I wait, I wait to see, is there anybody out there?