Letra de I'm Tired

My perfume is the river
And my money's in my liver
The bus ride home's forever stuck
Behind the old street sweeper
And I'm thinking in slow motion
Like an old piano playing
I can curse him it won't bring him
Lying quiet by my side
And I'm tired
I'm foolish
?
And my love is useless
If it don't work on him
If it don't work on him
Street light heads are hanging
And my feet won't stop for itching
Old roads I'm used to taking
Let me stray tonight for fiction
The bum laughs at the shop keep
While he's putting out a trash fire
There's a sale they run midseason
Sign says "Everything must go!"