the stripes you wore the lines you get the holes in your sleeve you told me to leave them alone does house of leaves still lie on your bed you told me to read but i still never read your mind when i look at my city somethings not right no doubt it s so pretty but they turned out the light and instead of good morning they tell you goodnight you hung yourself on the wall up above the bed you made love the girls you don t love to touch and they never guessed the girl you loved best to draw always drew pictures of you undressed when i look at my city somethings not right no doubt it s so pretty but they turned out the light and instead of good morning they tell you goodnight