Testo Lying

I am not a good man
I am not a wife
I do all I have to keep some pleasure in my life
I am held by nothing
and nothing keeps me warm
Feel my way, I
feel my way home.
You can lie waiting all night for me You can be sure there's a flashlight for me
You can make room in the bed for me
I can't lie with you, I can't lie
Sometimes the street is an arm
holding me without pushing
Rolling me without asking
for things I do not have
You can lie waiting all night for me
You can be sure there's a flashlight for me
You can make room in the bed for me
I can't lie with you, I can't lie
stumble up, sorry, I mumble to you
hold me you're all that I have that is true
for now, for now
Home is crushing walls. Home is crashing down.
How can I get better -
see what I mean?
see what I mean?
the fact that you listen, the fact that you stay
the fact that you're washing the walls down again
of all the shit that I fling
makes me think I can do anything.
I can outlast anything.
See what I mean?
See what I mean?