Nothing Ever Happens - Pleasure Craft

Don’t ask why everybody goes outside all the time Maybe it’s fine but what if

you’re all mine to lose Throw me away

Nothing ever happens to those who wait

Folding for the seventh time Nothing ever comes out right

But it might

Maybe at night

When I fall out of sight again

Through the end of a pen and all the little voices lose their edge

They go do do do do do do do

Colours run the window cutting up the sun

And I’m done with all of the fun

But what if this all comes to pass

Through a space in the glass

And when the curtain closes there’s nothing left

Staring at a severed head falling down a set of stairs

Do I care?

Maybe I’m scared

Or maybe I’m just there to prove I have nothing to do

And now the entertainment gets bored of you

I go do do do do do do