I can barely wait to see your faceCrack its weary mouth and let the words float into spaceI have learned the Mississippi’s painEvery path I take ends up the sameMy body isn’t quite a symphonyBut if you would put your ears close to meYou’d find that in this dark room at night, ohBut in this dark room oh my eyelashes are cymbal crashesI can barely wait to leave this roomMy nervous heart plays pits ocado, parts inside the tombAnd every empty note will seem to slingItself against the walls and make them singOh, do do do do-do-doTry to catch the truth and broken cellsOh, do do do do-do-doTry to catch the truth and you will failMy body isn’t quite a symphonyBut if you would put your ears close to meYou’d find that in this dark room at night, ohWell in this dark room oh my eyelashes are cymbal crashesMy body isn’t quite a symphonyBut if you would put your ears close to meYou’d find that in this dark room at night, ohWell in this dark room oh my eyelashes are cymbal crashesYou can’t hear me nowYou can’t hear me nowYou can’t hear me nowDo do do do-do-doYou can’t hear me nowDo do do do-do-doYou can’t hear me nowDo do do do-do-do (My body isn’t quite…)You can’t hear me nowDo do do do-do-do (But if you would put your ears…)You can’t hear me nowDo do do do-do-do (You’d find in this dark room at night…)(Well in this dark room oh my eyelashes…)You can’t hear me nowDo do do do-do-do (…are cymbal crashes)You can’t hear me now