"Stairs" lyrics

"Stairs"

So you just stand there
With a dollar at your feet.
And you wait as I retreat
To go get mine.
And when I get back
You're still waiting silently
Cause my mother's fast asleep
Right next door.

Yeah, I'm 26 and I still live with my parents.

Oh I can't do laundry.
Christ, I can't do dishes.
What'll I do without you?
When your body fails you?
When nobody loves you?
All they do is miss you
But they don't even care.

So be careful when you run down stairs.

Be careful who you talk to.
Or the wonderful way you walk.
You are like a magnet for all evil

So you just stand there
With a dollar at your feet.
And you wait as I retreat
To go get mine.
And when I get back
You're too terrified to speak
And my brother's such a creep
Even more

Yeah be careful when you run down stairs.

Be careful who you talk to.
Or the wonderful way you walk.
You are like a magnet for all evil
Cause there is so much good inside you.
And I wish that I could hide you
Someplace no one could hurt you.
Where nobody could change you.
I'll lock you in my room.

And I'll tie you to the sheets.
Cause I could watch you sleep for weeks.
Oh the things you'd never see.
If it were up to me.

Oh I can't do laundry.
Christ, I can't do dishes.
What'll I do without you?


Writer(s): Kurt Glen Walcher, Matthew Thomas Ebert, Chase A Knobbe, Barry Joseph Johnson
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