I wanted to build a monument here With my face in the dirt and my hands in the air And no one came, and no one cared So I gathered my bricks and I disappeared Now someone waits beyond the rich While you burn through your evenings with traps to build When your day is done, when your minds at ease Ill carve a name in your bedpost to remind you of me
I wanted to build a monument here With my face in the dirt and my hands in the air And no one came, and no one cared So I gathered my bricks and I disappeared Now someone waits beyond the rich While you burn through your evenings with traps to build When your day is done, when your minds at ease Ill carve a name in your bedpost to remind you of me
