Rock-bottom phase Lyrics

You're growing scales not hair

She doesn't care

For your elegant instincts

Or your book-shop prowess

Or the rented house you're keeping so neat

You're comically indiscreet

Or just comical

You should hear yourself explain

Several times a day

About the court case

You're not a chance to win

That goes double for your kid

That's the sadness

This solemn dance

That you're busy printing on her[,] canvas

I've spent all my good thoughts

Now I'm filled with scorn

So I'm standing on my heart

Rock bottom hits at last

She doesn't care

For your elegant instincts

Or your book-shop prowess

Or the rented house you're keeping so neat

The thumb on the scale was clear

That's why you moved here

Commedia dell'art

With a walk-on part

For a cartoon villain

Soulless

Full of dripping holes

If you ever wonder why my voice cracks

Or my face drops

Or my back arches

Fists clenched

Eyes fixed

And you call me an angry prick

Let's think about this

Let's take a step back

Are we on the right track

Driving forward or back

Coming or going

Ebbing or flowing

Not a place I'd want to live

How I hate Melbourne

I think I'd put it last

On my list of parts

Of the world to end in

I've spent all my good thoughts

And now I'm left with scorn

but Camus's fate comes hard

With this weighing on my heart

Rock bottom hits at last

You're never going home