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-