Keep Ringing Your Bell - Kevin Devine

I’m counting out dollars while I limp to your brownstone

I can just barely cover what I need to get back home

I know we’re allowed indiscretions in our lives

But I’ve been making mine count every night for a while

I keep deleting your number and name from my cell phone

But I call every day;

that’s as far as my act goes

What you have helps me turn down the noise that I make

But when it stops it just pokes me and keeps me awake

My friends always warned about living clichés

But my friends aren’t there when I meet you these days

I count people and street signs from the back of your car

And then skip back excited to wherever they are

I take risks in the stall while they talk by the bar

I won’t go back outside 'til my memory starts

Erasing itself into something less brutal

Some beautiful bullshit I pretend to belong to

So, as long as the truth tucks itself into bed

And the beat of my heart and the heat of my breath

Keep me hopeful and distant and proud of myself

I’ll keep ringing your bell every night around twelve