The Recluse - Single Version by Cursive
Time: 03:26
Track #1 from the album The Recluse.
Written by: Cohn, Gretta Mindy / Kasher, Tim / Maginn, Matthew Ryan / Schnase, Clint Frederick / Stevens, Ted James
Published by: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics
I wake alone, in a woman's room I hardly know.
I wake alone - and pretend that I am finally home.
The room is littered with her books and notebooks.
I imagine what they say, like,
'shoo fly, don't bother me."
And I can hardly get myself out of her bed,
For fear of never lying in this bed again.
Oh christ, I'm not that desperate am I?
Oh no - oh god - I am.
How'd I end up here to begin with?
I don't know. why do I start what I can't finish?
Oh, please don't barrage me with he questions to all those ugly answers.
My ego's like my stomach
It keeps shitting what I feed it.
But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore
Maybe I can wait in bed until she comes home and
Whispers,
"you're in my web now - I've come to wrap you up tight 'til it's time to bite down."
I wake alone in a woman's room I harldy know.
I wake alone - and pretend that I am finally home.
home.
