Dustin Hoffman Does Not Resist Temptation To Eat The Bathtub - Of Montreal

Let out a final gasp of hope

Into a darling gay world

There it goes

Doubt it if they’ll even know

I’m gone

The recipe of words on how to be welcome

Into a heart

Dodge the bombs each time

And you blink

You don’t notice

Tiny stars falling on your land

Well, I’m so beclouded

In your room

This can’t be real

I could count a hundred times

That I’ve followed your ghost into bed

Or shook the receiver so

A hint of your voice might fall out

After 21 years of waiting for this

I come to find that

A day is enough for you

To ask me to leave

You don’t notice tiny stars

Falling on your land

Well, I’m so beclouded

In your room

Whispering, «This can’t be real»

Unless you lied

Unless you lied

Let out a final gasp of hope

Into a darling gay world

There it goes

Doubt it if they’ll even know

I’m gone

You don’t notice tiny stars

Falling on your land

Well, I’m so beclouded

In your room

Whispering, «This can’t be real»