I once knew a woman, she was skin and bones Invited all the insects to come into her home She trained them so well, they could answer her phone But the
My life in the D is a tragicomedy, a poetic verse It?s voodoo, some say black magic ettouffe, a dead man?s curse It?s just like the Egyptian tombs, tunnels
I'm writing the words to this song with a poison pen I'm turning a straw into gold and then back again When you used to be my friend Before you turned
I'm drinking tea, if it's good enough for me Then it's good enough for you We can have tea for two How do you do? But if you have to leave Then please
This is only temporary These songs are my worst habits My looks and my skin and my temper And this town, this place I call my home It's me just purely
I heard you're back on your feet I'm really glad to hear it You're in the driver's seat And you can barely steer it When you slammed on the brakes I
This is the sound of the world's smallest violin I've seen worse than the worst trouble you've been in You're the greatest sufferer that almost never
Well, I'll be loyal to you in every way There's nothing I wouldn't do or I wouldn't say I hate to think, where I'd be without you Do you know how I feel
Well I don't know what I'm looking for But I know that I just wanna look some more And I won't be satisfied Till there's nothing left that I haven't tried
A balloon to your lips And held between your fingertips But soon it slips your grip and whips Around the room, spitting its fumes Just like me, ain't
You'll be sorry the next time you see me You'll eat your hat, I promise you that I'll say, "I told you so" and you'll nod your head I'll feel so powerful
If I point my gun at you Are you gonna see it my way? And if I tell you what to do I think we can make it work this way And if you run from me, I know
My so called friends Where are they now I guess a love that bends Isn't worth much any how They come and go And talk their shit And when I really need
Twitchy lady, so lovely with your short hair Where do you come from? Where are you going? My friends think you're ugly, mmm They don't see what I see
You're quiet, you don't talk You're shut down and closed off You're like me, we're the same I'm Brendan, what's your name? I've been a little bit down
Like a folk singer's song I'm moving on And I'm not the kind of man that acts very strong When the girls are looking on When the girls are looking on
Maybe if I lay real still It will go away, maybe it will Maybe this I won't budge Maybe I just need a little nudge Maybe this time I won't flinch
Electric eyes and a see-saw brain The ghost of you and a phantom pain And insects iridescent sheen The bluest sky I've ever seen I've ever seen