Dust and Turpentine - Seam

I’ve got some clay birds for you

Take out the nightlight, take it out

Take it out on me, I don’t mind

Who really cares, tell me who really cares

I know it’s not you

Who told you that, I think they lied

Those things I brought her didn’t work

I didn’t think they would

And it broke the next day

It fell apart and she left me anyways

There’s something I don’t like about it

It’s not dust and it’s not turpentine

It’s a curtain wall from you

It tells me what to do

Tells me what to do

Don’t you tell me what to do

Don’t tell me what to do