Tallulah’s My Mothers Name

When I say it's over
It's cause I've had enough
An empty desk chair
Where the mass was kicking off

I will be there, like I said
I will make sure there's someone in my bed

Can we not sort this out?
Perhaps I spoke too soon
Can we not elevate
The people in this room?

My eyes are frozen shut
I promise not to look

Can we not sort this out?
Perhaps I spoke too soon
Can we not elevate
The people in this room?

Can we not sort this out?
Perhaps I spoke too soon
Can we not elevate
The people in this room?