There's drilling in the morning
There's dirt that drags across my doorway
It's been thirty days since you saw me
And I'm always longing for some company at this hour
Last night I saw that man on TV
His tears tasted like silver bullet and supremacy
But the woman wasn't screaming
She remembers the same night only differently

And I don't wanna talk to you
Even if you get time to
I just don't need more work to do
It's no help being sorry

Sister, I can see two of you
You see a little light in me
Do you wanna keep me down?
And then to the ones above you
You hold up all your shiny things
And you beg to stick around
And tomorrow’s hero comes to pass
You come around to kiss my ass but
I don't need more work to do
You don't even seem sorry

High tide for one isn't solid ground
So why would I want to keep her down?
High tide for one isn't solid ground
So why would I want to keep her?

There's drilling in the morning
There's dirt that drags across my doorway