[Verse 1] Picture me, a magazine Empty in the night No there isnt much redeeming About this dawns breaking light [Chorus] Curtains, I could have it all The window, the view, the second story fall [Verse 2] Creased and doubled up Hung out on the tracks She said a diamond wouldnt hurt And that I should have rolled it back [Chorus] Curtains, on the quiet side Curtains can conceal what it is they were to hide
curtain, creased, doubled, redeeming, conceal