Lyrics: Benjamin Bradley Reneer
Music: Benjamin Bradley Reneer
She couldn't count all her lovers turned friends
But we lit it on up and it burned at both ends
I played this guitar, she harmonized
I thought we'd sing history, but we prophesied
That I'd know how it feels to be one of those toys
Just a page in a book with the names of the boys
And the candles consume while the darkness devours
But somehow we're waking up hungry
A new pair of shoes on the town with some guy
Just another poor victim to put in that lineup
On top of her shelf with her trophies and things
Bookmarks and houseplants and Super Bowl rings
And he'll know how it feels to be one of those toys
Just a page in a book with the names of the boys
And the candles consume while the darkness devours
But somehow we're waking up hungry
You know I was taking it all in
Out the corner of my eye
I tried to loosen my fingers and let my ego die
And we'll know how it feels to be one of those toys
Just a page in a book with the names of the boys
And the candles consume while the darkness devours
But somehow we're waking up hungry
You know I was taking it all in
Out the corner of my eye
I tried to loosen my fingers
You know I was taking it all in
Out the corner of my eye
I tried to loosen my fingers and let my ego die
Let my ego die