Jim O’Rourke
Don’t Bother
Fainting close-up is all I could do
Hoping while lonesome waiting on you
Almost daylight so soon
A thousand dreams of nothing to do

Praising patrons with nothing to say
So fits a charm, this picture of you
Somehow I already knew, no way
Fashions all night my eyes
So fade to chance, I'll never do
Almost daylight so soon
A thousand dreams of nothing to do