Manifold my cautery Sans codifying any part of me Crease and fold sold reverie I'm edified their falser meanings Pour the rye On the beams outside To set afire as you're leaving I couldn't stand this place without you anyways The past indwelled Yet expelled defeat I'm modern failure I am holocene The darkest room hides Darkest thieves Even birds outside Students to your breathing Pour the rye On the beams outside To set afire as you're leaving I couldn't stand this place without you anyways But the light isn't something I've won It defies me as tides sink a ship from its moorings Standing outside in the dark I'll be anything you want I will try it all over come morning Here in the dark I resign I am not what you thought I will try it all over come morning You must believe me You must believe me You must believe me I couldn't stand this place without you anyways