Kind Of Like Spitting Staring At Your Toy Collection Lyrics

Staring At Your Toy Collection Lyrics

This isn't my room but still I know where everything goes.  Your shoes, buzzing
toys, dirty clothes.  I can clean for you.  Spotless like a palace.  Chains
bind me too.  Your lips are like air.  I see heaven all around me, crumbling
like your body.  These days alone bring me back to a little book.  Those pages
hold all that makes me angry.  And who has the power to bring heaven to its
knees?  God knows its not me.  God knows.  This isn't my home.  I feel it in
every corner.  The chairs don't sing your name.  I drowned.  Please let me
clean for you.  No one else can love you like I do.  My hands are spotless
please let me clean for you.  When you go away.