Superchunk - A Collection Of Accounts lyrics

I try to keep still when I sleep Or I get rubbed wrong by the sheets I pull a pillow across my eyes 'Cause it's a dagger that eastern line And when I step outside that door I don't exist so much anymore But as an arrow flashing up or down Just a collection of accounts A collection of accounts A collection of accounts Drained dry every day Like a ditch that feeds a fountain Just to be restored And get drained some more Do you feel the target on the back of your head Based on the threadcount of your bed Black ink you might sketch your friends But it's a dagger that's sinking dread And when I step outside that door I don't exist so much anymore But as an arrow flashing up or down Just a collection of accounts A collection of accounts A collection of accounts Drained dry every day Like a ditch that feeds a fountain Just to be restored And get drained some more