Letra de Hurricane Season

Television flashes at 4 am
And it's beating on my eyelids
like the Mob...
But I can't turn it off. So I just turn it up
So the darkness and the silence don't
Work me over from the inside with my thoughts
And I can't turn 'em off
I’m like a faucet that leaks leaving rust stains in your sink
I’m like a wine glass sitting on a wedding dress
I am ready and willing to make a mess
And it's hurricane season
As if I ever need a reason
So how do you live with that?
How do you live with that?
How do you live with that?
With that
And my alarm clock’s working at 5 pm
And it's towing in my headache like a train
But I can't pull the switch so I just stay on track
And I roll in to the nighttime with a drink
Some conversation won't ever go away
And I can't go away
I’m like a faucet that leaks leaving rust stains in your sink
I’m like a wine glass sitting on a wedding dress
I am ready and willing to make a mess
And it's hurricane season
As if I ever need a reason
So how do you live with that?
How do you live with that?
How do you live with that?
With that
Television flashes at 4 am
And it's beating on my eyelids like the Mob...