Femme Maison/One Man House - Methyl Ethel

So it’s just chemical

The way you make me feel like a fool

It gets on your skin and in your nose

And now it’s in my mind that I’m just no good

And I’m sure that it’s me

Applying pressure to the seams

Squinting into a mirage

What ever happened to homage?

Now I’m throwing up and I swear

This is exactly where I wanna be

I only wanted you to call

Now I can see straight

And if you do, I have a clue

Why now is too late

Your house has come undone

Give me the ease of a paintbrush

And some vagrancy, monopoly

The conversation is mean and I feel like I’m gonna die

And I hear I’m gonna die

Now I’m growing up

And I swear this is exactly where I ought to be

I only wanted you to come

Now I can see straight

And if you do, I have a clue

Why now is too late

Your house has come undone and

Tired

I’m so tired

I’m real ti-ired

I’m so tired

I’m real ti-ired

I’m so tired

I’m real ti-ired

I’m so tired

I’m real ti-ired

I’m so tired

I’m real ti-ired

I’m so tired

I’m real ti-ired

I’m so tired

I’m real ti-ired

I’m so tired

I’m real ti-ired