Hallow Lyrics

I hold the pen, slip right under
And spend all day inside

I get angry when i write letters to myself
I drink the rain and call for thunder
But can't survive the storm

I get jealous so i write letters to myself
I lift my head and look beyond her
I'm not turning round again

I'm not stupid so i know the letters go unread
So i take myself to a quiet corner
And work all through the night

I'll build a model of you

I feel nothing when i hear you talk
‘cause i know that you don't read them
Now that all i have is time
I'll build a model of you

I feel nothing when i see you smile
And you're coming around again
Maybe in a thousand letters time
I'll have a model of you