The furniture observing
Nocturnal creatures lurking
As a gentle sir battles worn
Temptations
Whispers from her daddy
Echo in the attic
As a needed cue to maintain
A distance
The seasons come and go
But they never change
The adjustments much too frequent
Recent memories a beacon
But the grade is fairly dicey
And we're sliding
Brain to limbs, brain to limbs
The busy signal rings
As the target sighs
And contritely ceases fighting
Don't stay here, darling
You can't stay here
The doorway's looking lonely
And the pathway cold and stony
So they peel the bandage slowly
It can't hurt to bleed again
Skin to skin, skin to skin
This indifference is a sin
But the characters and colors
Failed to entertain
Don't stay here, darling
You can't stay here
Are we really here again
Where every detail rings a bell
Are we really here again
Where the word "cliche" describes itself
Uh oh