Flowers From The Man Who Shot Your Cousin - Running Dry lyrics

Our hands are in a knot It's all I'm thinking of The shape of your elusive arms Naked by the light I bring it all back home Where it don't belong I stash it in my tiny house And leave the door ajar I gotta find a new career I gotta really try I'm drowning in this atmosphere Running dry I'm digging my own track No use in turning back I'm swimming round in circles It feels that way sometimes Like a cat that is too weak To stand I lay around in corners Of whatever room I can I gotta find a volunteer And space enough to thrive This loneliness has got me near Running dry