I sit and I watch the clock
I picture you on the rocks
I’m erasing your trace, a new coat of paint, a new set of locks
A new mattress, the same old bitter thoughts
Thought I could fill the void but if I’m being honest with myself
Nothing ever changes, no nothing ever changes
Thought I could just crank up the noise and maybe it would drown it out
But nothing ever changes no nothing ever changes
And now I just stay in bed
Reading books I’ve already read
Playing guitar, I’m learning to shred
But it’s too hard, I strum chords instead
CHORUS
And even if the wait is long
And all the words are wrong
Put the recorder on and I’ll begin again
I just need a quiet lull
Some books and alcohol
To get me through the night and I’ll begin again
Nothing ever changes.
Produced and Mixed by Dave Schiffman
Recorded by Dave Schiffman at Union Sound, Toronto, ON
Recording Assistant at Union Darren McGill
Mastered by Harry Hess at HBomb Mastering
Written by PUP