Biscuit - Boring Song About My Boring Life Lyrics

It's getting kinda late but you're still very on
You can't say what you want 'cause you don't know anymore
You used to have such fire and it's been lost to the weather
And it's a shame you feel so chained
I'm gonna pack my things up and get out of your hair
Make it all clean, pretend i was never there
I'm gonna wash my dishes and I'll rip up my notes
Yeah I'll make it easy to forget me

Now the seasons changed, your heart is cold, but I'm all ears
Tell us of your dying, yeah tell us of your fears
There's a space in the time between and it just gets easier
To feel your bones, and reclaim home
Now I'm settling and looking out for the next
You say you wanna wait out your days in your bed
I'm sorry but there's sadder songs and I'm all out
You'll be fine in your own time

I read this book about a man and though if you
He lied for himself; he was never true
But then the femme fatale came round and put him back into line
I think he died, she did not crying
So if you ever feel that you're all out of luck
Chances are you are and you should stop testing it out
I guess that what I'm trying to say is don't be such a prick
You're sick and I won't forget it

Now I'm all out of words and you're all outta breath
It must be exhausting to pick up the pieces like that
Maybe you should drop it all and make a clean break
With a fresh slate
Instead of clawing at these memories you hold so dear
File them according to day, month, and year
Administer you pain and take it three times a day
Yeah this life gets hard to swallow, so we wash it down and mellow