Testo di Television

Don't blame it on her She's got to be The only one To put up with me Rubber band wrapped round the cash, We desperately need. Don't make it worse Don't make it bleed Sick dog, needs love My everything I'll need a hole to dig Someday we'll need to be… Alone with nothin' but the television Maybe we'll just bury ourselves with him. Don't blame it on love It's got to be, Right where The furnace used to be Feet go cold, turn up the heat, When you're down on me. The world gets smaller At the seams Don't make it smaller Than it should be Drop a knife above a map Run away with me… Someplace where they don't have no television A place where we haven't grown tired of everyone yet Play undercover, take turns being one another's breath Don't blame it on me I got the seed But I don't want it I need to eat I need to feed The beast inside of me You talk of days I don't think I'll see I anchored My feet to the beach Do when the big one comes It’s taking me To hell with life and our televisions To hell with everyone who says we're meant to stay in one place.