The Radiator Hums

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Cursive - Rock

The Radiator Hums

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[Verse 1] Dinner's getting cold You haven't touched a thing So what's it gonna be? I can hold out much longer than you When it's steady, I'm just acting out my roles When you're ready, I'll be walking out that door And don't call me Pretty Baby anymore Oh, foolish worker bee I'm your fucking queen Uh-huh [Chorus] I threw out the phone to try to get through to you The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator This house is the hole that you could never fill With rose-blossomed bouquets Vanities and love seats [Verse 2] Sad little boy I know you get confused But everyone goes through These trials of self-truth and self-abuse When you're selfless, you're so hard not to adore When you're selfish, I just love you even more I want to help you, but you've got to say the words "I want to be cured", drowned Deep in this hole we've dug for ourselves Throw me in Headfirst, submerged in this great depression Impoverished and impotent And don't call me Pretty Baby [Chorus] I threw out the phone to try to get through to you (The radiator hums) The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator (This house is the hole) This house is the hole that you could never fill With shattered dinner plates That's how we'll communicate Hey, Pretty Baby, are you ready for bed?

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Credits

Writers
  • Tim Kasher
  • Matt Maginn
  • Clint Schnase
  • Ted Stevens