The Furniture - Table People

Could you be unfriendlier?
The worst god damned waiter i've ever seen
You breathe spearmint anarchistic
Re-applying lipstick while i'm talking
It bothers me

Why are you reading that hyperbolic
Like david foster wallace in a snowed in car
It's the bleeding, uncatatonic
Defying logic in a dark bar

A good book for bad guys
Left em swinging from their neckties
Get your last words out right
Now, everybody's living on borrowed time
And it bothers me

This cold continuous awkward
Earning your doctorate late at night
But i'm thankful for this glass of water
From not really a talker
While you're turning on the lights

A good book for bad guys
Left em swinging from their neckties
Get your last words out right
Now, everybody's living on borrowed time
Now, everybody's living on borrowed time
And it bothers me

Written by:
Nicholas Ward

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