Lyrics - The Recluse by Cursive

I wake alone, ina woman’s room
I hardly know.
I wake alone- and pretend that
I am finally home.
The room is littered with her books and notebooks.
I imagine what they say, like, ’shoo fly, don’t bother me,’
And
I can hardly get myself out of her bed.
For fear of never lying in this bed again.
Oh christ,
I’m not that desperate am i? oh no- oh god-
I am.
How’d
I end up here to begin with?
I don’t know.
Why do
I start what
I can’t finish?
Oh please, don’t parrage me with questions to all those ugly answers.
My ego’s like my stomach- it keeps shitting what
I feed it.
But maybe
I don’t want to finish anything anymore..
Maybe
I can wait in bed ’til she comes home. and whispers.
You’re in my web now -
I’ve come to wrap you up tight ’til it’s time to bite down.
I wake alone in a woman’s room
I hardly know.
I wake alone - and pretend that
I am finally home.
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