I called those numbers they said that you're not at home
So I'm calling up arms on the telephone
I know you have yours, you don't need mine
You've definitely pinned me the fool this time

and all things are coming down
all things are coming down

and this is a private funeral
your mouth full of blood laughs are bound to leave you all alone
and this is the painting that I will leave on the wall
you're soft and you're sweet but you didn't want
me to call

my, my
my, my

all things are coming down
all things are coming down

my, my
my, my


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