Bread Song

Okay, well, I just woke up
 And you already don't care
 That I tried my best to hold you
 Through the headset that you wear
 And as tight as I might hold it
 Over where the signal's good
 There's no way to save your evening now
 Through the little phone that could
 And yes I was tempted
 And it christened me lonely, I pretended to falter
 And I burnt scented candles there
 And I hung some good pictures where
 The paintwork was perfect so no one could doubt it
 Oh, I was still losing
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 So show me the land you acquired
 And slip into something beside
 The holes you try to hide
 And lay out your rules for the night
 Oh, don't eat your toast in my bed
 
 Oh darling, I
 I never felt the crumbs until you said
 "This place is not for any man
 Nor particles of bread"
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 Furnished your suffering
 And you played a good organ, and the world gathered singing
 Good words that you'd stolen
 And every phone died then
 And no one had WiFi inside your apartment
 So we knelt at your altar
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 Okay, well, I just woke up
 And you already don't care
 That I tried my best to hold you
 Through the headset that you wear
 And as tight as I might hold
 Over where the signal's good
 There's no way to save your evening now
 And I'm ready for us to be understood
 So show me the land you acquired
 And slip into something beside
 The holes you try to hide
 And lay out your rules for the night
 Oh, don't eat your toast in my bed
 Oh darling, I
 I never felt the crumbs until you said
 "This place is not for any man
 Nor particles of bread"