[Verse 1]
In all in uppercase
Reading all the warning labels and vaguely
Hoping they’ll be true
Empty house, yeah I can be true
Tearing the posters down from the walls
[Verse 2]
Goodbye Christmas, forget March
Goodbye waking in the dark
Too early or too late
Empty house and everything’s on
Tearing the posters down from the walls
[Verse 3]
Bad things happen accurately
Everywhere like scenery
Then you’re tearing the posters down from the walls

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