All of This and Nothing

a phonebook full of accidents
 a girl to drive your car
 a suit to wear on mondays
 and a coat a magazine
 a heavy rain a holiday
 a painting of the wall
 a knife a fork and memories
 a light to see it all
 you didn't leave me anything
 that i can understand
 hey i never meant that stuff
 i want to turn you round
 dominoes a pack of cards
 a picture of the queen
 a dress to wear on sundays
 and a handle for the door
 a letter that i sent for you
 a note you left for me
 a wave a pack of cigarettes
 a pocket full of beads
 you didn't leave me anything
 that i can understand
 hey i never meant that stuff
 i want to turn you on
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 you didn't leave me anything
 that i can understand
 hey i never meant that stuff
 i want to turn you round
 you didn't leave me anything
 that i can understand
 hey i never meant that stuff
 i want to turn you on
 the sound of people getting drunk
 a ceiling and a sky
 a bank that's full of promises
 a telephone that lies
 a visit from your doctor
 he crawls in through the door
 a mirror you can look in
 so that you know where you are
 you didn't leave me anything
 that i can understand
 hey i never meant that stuff
 i want to turn you round
 you didn't leave me anything
 that i can understand
 now i'm left with all of this
 a room full of your trash