Propagandhi - Gifts lyrics

Wake up, coughing, tired
With my face in my hands
Staring at the window as
The sunlight demands action
All the energy it takes to
Close these bedroom blinds

Wrote this selfish sadness on a bathroom wall
Spent half the span of some
Lost culture's rise and fall
But, I'm as clueless as a
Drooling four year old

Still hoping I might find the capacity
To let you know I know you're lonely

So here's the last call for regrets
A final slow dance through
The days that we all hold on to

Here's the promises I've made
Tied too tight to undo
An unwrapped gift from me to you

Slightly insane on the 18 North Main
Reaching for a small-town downtown
Night rain nothing I could say could be
Worth saying anyway today

Like "Hey
Whatever happened to what's-that-guys' name?"
We get a little older and it looks the same
Askance excuse my failing sense of humour

Still hoping I might find the capacity
To let you know that we're all lonely

So here's the last call for regrets
A final slow dance through
The days that we all hold on to

Here's the promises I've made
A razor blade and this broken piece of chain
A history left to rust out in the rain