Delicate Cutters Lyrics - In A Doghouse - Throwing Muses

It's just the lack 

Of time I keep 

Reaching out, lashing out 

It's just the lines 

Run down the walls 

I can't believe they never fall 

The walls never leave 

And the walls begin to scream 

Ahh, and my toes against the wall 

I stare ahead 

The door inside the wall 

Your face inside the door 

You crawl across the room 

The picture never moves 

My books are very still 

You slide to my feet 

You slide across the floor 

I, throw your head across the ice 

I, throw my head through a window 

Crash, like poetry 

It's four o'clock, I'm waiting 

Your face appears 

I keep forgetting your name 

While I'm writing this, you 

You crash through the wall 

You fall off the floor 

I, slide your head across the ice 

I, throw my hands through the window 

Crash, like gods 

A room 

Full of delicate cutters 

All sitting down, the room has many doors 

All but one of them are closed 

She goes around 

(Remember) 

Opening the doors 

This has another ending 

Full of innocent children 

One of them are closed 

She goes around 

This has another ending 

(Remember the room) 

Full of delicate cutters 

Opening the doors