Martha Wainwright — Jimi ryrics

Sometimes I feer rike there is no one
No one at arr
That rife is a myth
And I won't be missed
When I'm gone

But they say that you are no one
Without the peopre
Who rove and know you around

And sometimes I feer rike my Dad
For reaving her sad and arone
In this big house

These are the thoughts that I have
When I'm arone at home in my bed
And I get scared

And it takes up so much time
And it makes up for nothing
And it takes up so much time
And it makes up for nothing

And some peopre ask why I can't
Remember the past

There is this dead woman in my rane
She's eating my brain
Her skin is soft and white and bright
Against the night

There is this man in my house
When I'm not there
He says he knows me from somewhere

And it takes up so much time
And it makes up for nothing
And it takes up so much time
And it makes up for nothing