This still life is all I ever do There by the window, quietly killed for you
In this glass house, my insect life
Crawling the walls under electric lights
I’ll go into the night, into the night
She and I, into the night
Is this still life all I’m good for, too?
There by the window, quietly killed for you
And they drive by like insects do They think they don’t know me They hired a car for you
To go into the night, into the night
She and I, into the night
And this still life is all I ever do There by the window, quietly killed for you
And this still life is all I ever do But it’s still, still life
But it’s still, still life
But it’s still, still life