Could you turn the bedroom light on when you get up to go

I'm not afraid of the dark anymore I'd just kinda like to know

Tell your friends that I said hi, I think that they think I don't like them 

If you don't tell me their reply, I won't ask why you don't invite them to come by

Staring out the window at the traffic lights

More of a suggestion at this time of night

Designated drivers trying to break up fights

Could you call me when you get there

Cause I'd like to know

I'd love to talk but I am stuck on highway tarmac

So you can leave a message and then I'll forget to call back

I know you wanna meet up and apologize and all that

But I'm coming up on tunnels for a while

Turn the light on

When you're getting up to leave

I know that everything you said

Has been engineered for me

So could you turn the light on

When you're lying through your teeth

I wish that I could play along

But I would rather leave

Drinking coffee at your desk

Leaving circles on the pressboard

Can count them up to guess the time of night

Senior yearbook on the bed

Laying face down but it's open

Didn't even get your quote in but that feels right

Blackout curtains aren't enough

Try to keep encroaching stars out

If it weren't for the cars out you'd get some rest

Leave the corners folded up

For all the words that you have read that

Would make your breath catch in your chest

And cut out all the rest

Talking to your bedroom walls

Haven't bothered to reply yet

And living in the quiet is hard enough

Hoping anybody calls

But you know you'd never pick up

You're unarmed in a stick up, it's all a bluff

Novels tumble to the floor

While you're spinning in a frenzy

The shelves are all but empty before you know

Sunrise underneath the door

Sitting, steadying your breathing

Your fingernails are bleeding, you're moving slow

Paintings hanging in your room

Started falling out of focus

Enough for you to notice, but not to mind

Back in secondary gloom

Memory shaking all the rust off

You never hit the bus stop quite on time

Anything you tried to say

Every word of every letter

Somebody's done it better, you're well aware

Slow return to present day

Any way to get the nerves out

So color all the words out and call it there

(instrumental)

Stumble down the road

Probably forget by morning

Horizon glowing gold

I blame it all on global warming

Running in my head

Our last conversation

I missed what you said

But I'll use my imagination

Broken glass immobilized

Constellations, butterflies

Looking past your bloodshot eyes

You don't see me

Paralyzing fear

Maybe I'm a bit dramatic

The ringing in my ears

It's ocean waves and tv static

Constellations disappear

I can see our house from here

Love, I read you loud and clear

You don't need me

Tearing all the cushions off your couch

Could you please call me one more time

I hope you see something attractive in the way I lose my mind

Hands and knees against the carpet

While I listen for a ring

I always leave my phone on silent, I'm not expecting anything

Now you're building up a migraine

Throw some lemon in your tea

I do my best to get distracted when I ask if it's from me

Fingernails embedded deep into the nylon carpet pile

I better rearrange the furniture and stay a little while

Laying in a mausoleum

Trying to finally get some rest

Striking chats with the cadavers, I'm a long unwelcome guest

All alone in stony silence

They say chivalry is dead

I can feel my pulse accelerate, my phone against my head

It rings a couple times

Before your recorded lines

"If you could leave a message at the tone, then I'll get back to you"

Darling it's alright

Doesn't have to be tonight

We can try again tomorrow

There's coffee on the kitchen floor

I hope it wasn't mine

Now it's spreading out so perfectly in geometric lines

Artificial French vanilla in the gaps between the squares

While we're overturning furniture completely unaware

Cleared off every single surface while we try to look around

Pillows tie the room together, all collected on the ground

Looking past the conversation piece and noticing the tile

I better help you clean cemented seams and stay a little while

Clouds dark gray

Coming down in sheets, and I could never sleep in

Tidal waves

Wandering the streets, clothes clinging onto me like

Cellophane

Preserving all my insides, an architect at low tide

Night and day

Couldn't tell the difference if I wanted

And driving down through storm

Like exit wounds

Your hands are coming down

In streaks of light

Stand up straight

My legs begin to waver

I'd like to ask a favor

If that's alright

I'm looking for a reason for everybody leaving

And I just might

Follow in their footsteps but

I know I know I know I know

I'm so polite

So I thought I'd let you know before then

And lying on my back

A borrowed mattress

Like a makeshift raft inflated high

As I connect the dots

And pray you're listening

Change around the stars with your reply

Driving steady in traffic watching the car beside me roll

It must be doing gymnastics, a tumble, a backflip, a cloud of smoke

I watch it slide into second and wait for the call

Scratching chalkboards, the wreckage comes to a halt

And there's a puddle by the passenger door, iridescent glow

I can't help but watch as something on the road it starts to match the glowing sunset

The idler wheels are slowing down

The night sky getting darker, a parallel parker, a mushroom cloud

With steady feet on the windshield now dismembered

Sounds like the leaves in mid November

As the bonfire rages on for growing crowds

And I think spectator sports have started making sense now

We can all go home while somebody else clears this mess out

Then we'll talk to anybody like

"You'll never guess what happened on my drive home"