Orphans in the Key of E (Demo)

Easy now youre dreaming of a ledge
Talk yourself down from every story
Call the game youre losing again
And you show no signs of scoring
On the passenger side where my glasses were shattered
Losing myself at the end of your sentence
Call and pretend that your discounted man
Who cries on command will soon pick up the phone
Go to him now while hes not so distracted
By his own magic tricks by the widows hes husband
With the orphanage closed its so hard to know
Which childhood dream hes still planning on leaving
In the grocery store where a man is an audience
Time is on sale and the band is no one youve heard of
And there is no applause just the sound of alarms
The cash register yawns at the sound of you leaving