I drive into the suburbs
Where fairytales end
Sit in silence for hours
As it rattles around inside
Over the worst of it
Into the solitude
Find out the parts that still sing in the night
All the pieces of heaven
A home for the weak
Places I’m never going
Words I’ll never speak to you
I hate you, sparrow
For the things that you’ll never do
A tiring way to show love if it’s true
You’ve got something inside
And it’s weighing you down
To see it just turn around
Or try to live without
I feel you at night in the wind as it passes by
The cold on my inner thigh
An ache deep inside
Open the window and watch you fly out then in
Leave when you want
And come back when it’s over
Into the worst and hold on for dear life
Yes, sparrow, I hate you
The things that you’ll never do
The fear that you carry through
The way that I loved you
Emerge into solitude
Oh sparrow, you coward
The pain that you put me through
Grown tired of waiting
And tired of wanting you
Grown tired of waiting
And tired of wanting you
Grown tired of waiting
And tired of wanting you
Grown tired of waiting
And tired of wanting you
Grown tired of waiting
And tired of wanting you
I’ve grown tired of waiting