Jimi - Martha Wainwright

Sometimes I feel like there is no one

No one at all

That life is a myth

And I won’t be missed

When I’m gone

But they say that you are no one

Without the people

Who love and know you around

And sometimes I feel like my Dad

For leaving her sad and alone

In this big house

These are the thoughts that I have

When I’m alone at home in my bed

And I get scared

And it takes up so much time

And it makes up for nothing

And it takes up so much time

And it makes up for nothing

And some people ask why I can’t

Remember the past

There is this dead woman in my lane

She’s eating my brain

Her skin is soft and white and bright

Against the night

There is this man in my house

When I’m not there

He says he knows me from somewhere

And it takes up so much time

And it makes up for nothing

And it takes up so much time

And it makes up for nothing