oh jesus don't stare go to the store and buy you some air buy a six pack of air and bring it back home to you she said she's wait for me with her blonde, red, brown hair she dances to lonely old songs in the living room -looking for room- wash me and let me get cold spinning in circles to dry try to lead me into the fog just like a dog and it sounds so amazing like backwards guitar i move behind the silk folding screen door -looking for room-