Television

Television
Round and round this spiral it's our choice now
Up or down the days can seem so long
Holy ghost living with your voice now
But tonight I'm sleeping with my television on
Come tomorrow there'll be hell to pay and clouds across the sun

You were right, I've always been a sinner
You were right, I've wasted all your time
You said it all, we drank too much at dinner
So tonight I'm sleeping with my television on
Come tomorrow there'll be hell to pay and clouds across the sun
You and I play on like a broken record
Turn around, we're making sound but only for the noise
And what if I could live like this but not forever
And what if you could move the needle to a more forgiving song
And what if this was never really broken all along
But for tonight I'm sleeping with my television on
I'm sleeping with my TV on
Yea, I don't mind sleeping
Now I'll just crash burn
The colors dance beneath my bedroom door
Yea, I don't mind sleeping with my TV on
With my TV on
With my TV on
With my TV on
With my TV on, yea

Come tomorrow, we'll sit here in the silence 'til the dawn