HOUSE BOAT LYRICS

"Real Life Is A Metaphor For Real Life"

AVI's and a bowl in bed
I'm trying to wipe out the sound in my head
Check the phone for the forty-ninth time
You crawled out of the woodwork
and into my mind
I guess that I don't mind

And I don't think that you're telling lies
but I wasn't raised to believe in Julys
I'm turning the light off
and closing my eyes again

Stay awake for a few more days
the sun's always rising
the weeks melt away
Get a message and I hit reply
I create my own problems
I'm hung out to dry
and I know why

The dog and I are gonna just stay home
I blacked out the windows
and blew up the phone
I figure I'm just gonna end up alone again

So I guess I'm gonna stay at home
locked in my bedroom
one hand on the phone
hoping that I won't end up alone again
Sunrise and I close my eyes
I'm tired of drifting through everyone's lives
I don't think I ever believed in July
I don't think I ever believed in July
I don't think I ever believed in July...

Thanks to Havanaffair! for these lyrics

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