gray, quiet and tired and mean picking at a worried seam i try to make you mad at me over the phone red eyes and fire and signs i'm taken by a nursery rhyme i want to make a ray of sunshine and never leave home no amount of coffee no amount of crying no amount of whiskey no amount of wine no,
gray, quiet and tired and mean picking at a worried seam i try to make you mad at me over the phone red eyes and fire and signs i'm taken by a nursery rhyme i want to make a ray of sunshine and never leave home no amount of coffee no amount of crying no amount of whiskey no amount of wine no,