Trevor Powers - Playwright lyrics

Adding to the flood Words that are too old to taste Everyone I loved Disappeared without a trace I still call for them But I don’t have much left in me Comb the database Evidence you ever lived No longer exists Except the heart inside your kids I still cry for you I hear your voice when I speak I got the future folded neatly in my drawer Queen of the legless centipedes, rich and poor Monaco deadbeat, entertain, earn your keep Panic’s in town to visit me twice a week Curtain’s at nine Where is the playwright? f**ed up my line Deep in my wine Call off the door Keep them from charging I have the floor Love asked for more Curtain’s at nine Where is the playwright? f**ed up my line Deep in my wine Call off the door Keep them from charging I have the floor Love asked for more