Tearing the Posters Down

In all in uppercase
Reading all the warning labels and vaguely
Hoping they’ll be true
Empty house, yeah I can be true
Tearing the posters down from the walls
Goodbye Christmas, forget March
Goodbye waking in the dark
Too early or too late
Empty house and everything’s on
Tearing the posters down from the walls
Bad things happen accurately
Everywhere like scenery
Then you’re tearing the posters down from the walls