Old Faithful from Lunger by Stay Inside

I know why
you’re wishin’ for a miracle all night.
A necessary evil
on the side in my home.

Fantasize,
a butcher taking all your knives.
You push it on ‘em.
“Why so kind?”
You push it on ‘em.

I know, I know what you’re searching for,
but I don’t know, darling what you kept.

I changed the locks out four times,
more like war time, on the killing floor.

I sat here on your chopping block.
Yeah, now it’s working overtime.

I keep the leeway.
See how they treat these people
when they no longer feel
the ceiling is a limit, man?
Yeah, now I’m working overtime.
You’re workin’ overtime.

You’re wishin’ for a miracle.
You’re beggin’ for a miracle.

I know what you’re searchin’ for.

Bad jokes over my head.
It’s stripping the old paint
from under your Steinway.
You’re pullin’ the wrong strings out.
You’re pullin’ the wrong strings.

I know what you’re lookin’ for.

You’re wishin’ for a miracle.
You’re beggin’ for a miracle.

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