Answering Machine

You come home, humming ashes to ashes You lay down, melt into the mattress You see her in everything you do It'll fade but you don't want it to You fell and you haven't stopped yet So you're learning how to live with it A pretty girl with a nasty glare Leans over the sink as she cuts your hair Absence didn't make you fonder Absence only made you hate The monotone of her answering machine And the way it says her name Absence didn't make you fonder Absence only made you hate The monotone of her answering machine And the way it says her name In March, you made angels in the snow Her breath felt warm on the tip of your nose There was nowhere else for you to go When one door opens another slams closed Like two mirrors kissing Like two sisters sharing the same face They call it the hedgehogs dilemma The closer you get the more you want to get away Absence didn't make you fonder Absence only made you hate The monotone of her answering machine And the way it says her name Absence didn't make you fonder Absence only made you hate The monotone of her answering machine And the way it says her name Absence didn't make you fonder Absence only made you hate The monotone of her answering machine And the way it says her name You always thought you'd grow up one day Look at yourself and see somebody Entirely new just with the same name A clean conscience in a different body Is it raining where you are? Can you feel the cold I'm feeling? It's the middle of March I don't know why I'm still shivering You sit on the shore of Spenser's Spit Pitching rocks into the mist She sits on Spencer's Spit In the mist You sit on the shore of Spenser's Spit Pitching rocks into the mist She sits on Spencer's Spit In the mist