Sunday, July 5, 2009

Brick

by Ben Folds

Six AM, day after Christmas
I throw some clothes on in the dark
The smell of cold, car seat is freezing
The world is sleeping, I am numb

Up the stairs to her apartment
She is balled up on the couch
Her mom and dad went down to Charlotte
They're not home to find us out

And we drive
Now that I have found someone
I'm feeling more alone
Than I ever have before

She's a brick, and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast, and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick, and I'm drowning slowly

They call her name at 7:30
I pace around the parking lot
And I walk down to buy her flowers
And sell some gifts that I got

Can't you see
It's not me you're dying for?
Now she's feeling more alone
Then she ever has before

As weeks went by
It showed that she was not fine
They told me, 'Son it's time to tell the truth'
And she broke down
And I broke down
'Cause I was tired of lying

Driving back to her apartment
For the moment we're alone
Yeah she's alone, and I'm alone
Now I know it

She's a brick, and I'm drowning slowly
Off the coast, and I'm headed nowhere
She's a brick, and I'm drowning slowly

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