You going to make up
And break it up
Make it up and be alright

All alone
Coming through the telephone
Your toys
Breaking up with white noise
This time
Written in a headline
Fine line
Tangle in the wind chime
Broke down
You seen a lot but
Sometimes
It’s hard to stop
In the kitchen
Wishing for religion
Too tired to
Wrestle with decision

(Mumbled tentative chorus vox line)