The Bear Quartet - Tenderversion lyrics

you look like hell stuck in that chair feeling hollow again did you ever care it's a pile of air, life rearrange it's a tender version whenever you change you can never fill me up you stand in the rain with a pair of scissors in your brain try not to think of all the people you had to drain nobody likes what you've done to your hair but I hate you too much to pretend that I care you can never fill me up I keep Mary's number under my forehead In dreams I walk with you through a spectre of filth