Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Radiator Hums, artist - Cursive. Album song Cursive's Domestica, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: Saddle Creek Europe
Song language: English
The Radiator Hums |
Dinner’s getting cold |
You haven’t touched a thing |
So what’s it gonna be? |
I can hold out much longer than you |
When it’s steady, I’m just acting out my roles |
When you’re ready, I’ll be walking out that door |
And don’t call me Pretty Baby anymore |
Oh, foolish worker bee |
I’m your fucking queen |
Uh-huh |
I threw out the phone to try to get through to you |
The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator |
This house is the hole that you could never fill |
With rose-blossomed bouquets |
Vanities and love seats |
Sad little boy |
I know you get confused |
But everyone goes through |
These trials of truth and self-abuse |
When you’re selfless, you’re so hard not to adore |
When you’re selfish, I just love you even more |
I want to help you, but you’ve got to say the words |
«I want to be cured» |
Drowned |
Deep in this hole |
We’ve dug for ourselves |
Throw me in |
Headfirst, submerged in this great depression |
Impoverished |
And impotent |
And don’t call me Pretty Baby! |
I threw out the phone to try to get through to you |
(The radiator hums) |
The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator |
This house is the hole that you could never fill |
With shattered dinner plates |
That’s how we’ll communicate |
Hey, Pretty Baby, are you ready for bed? |