Ink Blot (Home Sick)

i called home sick
i wont make it through the night
the world was crashing down on me
and though i make it seem
like everything was so beautiful/

i put the sunshine out
with a knife
and hope i make it home
i put the sunshine out...
(let me go...)
i've got no where to go

dont let me go...
(set things right
i want to kiss you
make you see
darling your my everthing
you make it seem alright)
dont let me go... (x3)

i fought off ticks and fleas
that own the world
and make you think your safe
i fought off everything
that lies to you

and though i make it seem
like everything was so beautiful/

i put the sunshine out
with a knife
and hope i make it home
i put the sunshine out...
(let me go...)
i've got no where to go

dont let me go...
(set things right
i want to kiss you
make you see
darling your my everthing
you make it seem alright)
dont let me go... (x3)

the ink blots on the table
they spell out everything
the room turned cold
the fable...
says i cannot rest until I die/

whatever happens!...
don't let it make it seem like
i don't care.
i'll love you till i die
whatever happens!...
don't let the sun shine down on me...

whatever happens!...(x3)

oh god please blot the sun...(x4)