X-Ray - Daughters

Could I maybe be a little bit more naive?

Slide my shoes off my feet and rest myself in that seat

I call at one.

At two.

At three

I’m drunk and hard and half asleep

Someone is out there

It’s more than I can bare

Now shifting from side to side playing along

Still hanging up furious when somebody answers the phone

Alone alone alone alone alone alone

But I know where to go