Pick a Place and Read Ezra Bell

Well I said, "Take it or leave it," and she left it on the bedroom floor
There was quiet in the corners, there was trouble in a bag behind the door
And all the lies too oft repeated, they were seated in repose upon the porch
And in the midst of all this clamor is the struggle to remember us before

Now that you're holding up your diary every time we meet
Saying this may be the single saddest book there'll ever be
Sit down beside me, pick a place and read
And I will hear you, and I will hear you

And on that day you took your turn, I sat with loneliness we learned
Hungry as the desert sun, darling of the doomed and drunk
And all the bad news that can fit jumps in my ear
And does insist that these things always end like this

Well we knew there would be trials
We knew there would be faults
And it was gonna take a while yet
To start to see results

Now that you're holding up your diary every time we meet
Saying this may be the single saddest book there'll ever be
Sit down beside me, pick a place and read
And I will hear you, and I will hear you

And on that day you took your turn, I sat with loneliness we learned
Hungry as the desert sun, darling of the doomed and drunk
And all the bad news that can fit jumps in my ear
And does insist that these things always end like this
Like this, oh woah
This, like this