hunched over a microphone,
you´re whispering and i moan,
hardly moving, one toe tapping.

in a hushed tone and eyes turned low,
while the space you take up grows,
i grow weak and my heart´s collapsing.

yeah i look at you, you look like shit,
but that´s got nothing to do with it,
you open your mouth and a god comes out.

i look at you, you look like shit,
but that´s got nothing to do with it,
you open your mouth and a god comes out.

it´s two forty-five in the morning,
being lonely just gets boring,
it´s too late now to get wasted.

yeah it´s two forty-five in the morning,
being lonely just gets boring,
it´s too late now to get wasted.

i look at you, you look like shit,
but that´s got nothing to do with it,
you open your mouth and a god comes out.

i look at you, you look like shit,
but that´s got nothing to do with it,
you open your mouth and a god comes out.

i´m in my room and all alone
you´re turned up loud there´s no-one home,
you´re faceless and my eyes are closed.

i´m in my room and all alone
you´re turned up loud there´s no-one home,
you´re faceless and my eyes are closed.

i look at you, you look like shit,
but that´s got nothing to do with it,
you open your mouth and a god comes out.

yeah i look at you, you look like shit,
but that´s got nothing to do with it,
you open your mouth and a god comes out.