And you stayed home, so I choked on your smoke
And I climbed up the stairs, but you were never there
And you closed the blinds, because when day turns to night
The spirits crawl through windows, they're just searching for some light
And I used to be a recipient of charity
I'd climb up the walls and take refuge in that warmth
But lately I find I can't take up others time
So I'll sit and wait for someone to take my hand
And say
Are you looking for something today?