Lawnmower

[Verse]
Shake the hand shut the door what you came here for
Isn't anymore
You could shut the door
Cut the grass, cut my hair, brought the paper in
Calling it a win, and every little win is feeling like a joke
But I could shut the door
And sink into lobotomy
It wasn't there before
Wasn't on the course
Shake the hand, steady hand, steady as a rock
My trembly fingers knot, cling to what they've got
It's feeling like a joke that I could shut the door
Sink into a part of me
But you could shut the door