Cursive - The Radiator Hums Lyrics
dinner's getting cold -you haven't touched a thingso what's it gonna' be?i can hold out much longer than youwhen it's steady i'm just acting out my roleswhen you're ready i'll be walking out that doorand don't call me pretty baby anymore,oh, foolish worker bee -i'm your *****ing queeni threw out the phone to try to get through to youthe lines are down drowned by the hum of the radiatorthis house is the hole that you could never fillwith rose - blossomed bouquets,vanities and loveseatssad little boy, i know you get confusedbut everyone goes through these trialsof self - truth and self abusewhen you're selfless you're so hard not to adorewhen you're selfish i just love you even morei want to help you but you've got to say the words:"i want to be cured"drowneddeep in this hole we've dug for ourselvesthrow me in - headfirst,submerged in this great depressionimpoverished and impotentand don't call me pretty babyi threw out the phone to try to get through to youthe lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiatorthis house is the hole you could never fillwith shattered dinner platesthat's how we'll communicatehey pretty baby, are you ready for bed?
