Marks On Paper

Look out the window

Tell me is there anything worth

Leaving for, leaving for

I mean really

Inside here it's a fortress of clothes, and I don't need to leave except TO PLAY MY SHOWS

Look out the window

Tell me is there anything worth

Leaving for, leaving for

I mean really

Inside here it's safe and warm, and I don't need to leave

Outside it's cold

And I am expected to show face with no hand to hold

Responsibility will make a man out of me

Responsibility will make a man out of me

With my scarf on, at the bus stop

And reindeer in the distance

And reindeer in the distance

Look outside the window, do you see a life for me?

Look outside the window, do you see a life for me?