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Lover, I don’t play to win but for the thrill until I’m spent.
Paint the black hole blacker paint the black hole blacker
I threw flowers in your face on my sisters wedding day
Paint the black hole blacker paint the black hole blacker
You show up with a black eye looking to go start a fight
Paint the black hole blacker paint the black hole blacker
Playboys under the mattress like I wouldn't notice
Paint the black hole blacker paint the black hole blacker
What do I share? What do I keep from all the strangers who sleep where I sleep?
Desperate don't look good on you neither does your virtue
Paint the black hole blacker paint the black hole blacker
Good souls have born better sons better souls born worse ones.
Paint the black hole blacker paint the black hole blacker
What do I share? What do I keep from all the strangers who sleep where I sleep?
You show up with a black eye looking to go start a fight
But Lover I don’t play to win but for the thrill until I’m spent
Paint the black hole blacker paint the black hole blacker
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Keys are in my pocket
And they rattle you away
Seventh floor apartment
and a fiery escape
But I'm a wife in watercolors
I can wash away
What seventeen cold showers
Couldn't wash away
Save me
Save me
Save me from what I want
Save me
Save me
Save me from what I want
Save me
Save me
Save me from what I want
Honey, what reveals you
is what you try and hide away
You could tell the planets
or your pillow case
But I'm a wife in watercolors
I can wash away
what seventeen cold showers
Couldn't wash away
Save me save me save me from what I want
Save me save me save me from what I want
Save me save me save me from what I want
Save me save me save me from what I want
Save me save me save me from what I want
Save me save me save me from what I want
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Sister say a prayer for us one we learned from the nuns and such.
I won't believe not a word you speak just make it sweet to hear.
Let's pour wine in coffee cups and drive around the neighborhood
And shine the headlights on houses until all the news is good.
Oh no! What would your mother say?
Oh no! What would your father do?
Oh no! What would the neighbors think?
Oh no!
How am I supposed to sleep? Roaming blackouts on the streets
Oh not another word not another speech we'll run the headlights down
These kids are foaming at the mouth psychotropic capricorns
Tomorrow's some kind of Strangerland where all the news is good.
Oh no! What would your mother say?
Oh no! What would your father do?
Oh no! What would the neighbors think?
Oh no! If they only knew.
How can Monday be alright then on Tuesday loose my mind?
Tomorrow's some kind of Stranger I'm not supposed to see.
Oh no! What would your mother say?
Oh no! What would your father do?
Oh no! What would the neighbors think?
Oh no! If they only knew.
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You're a supplement, your a salve,
You're a bandage, pull it off
I can quit you, cut it out.
You're a patient, iron lung.
You're a cast signed broken arm
You're an actor out of work
You're a liar and that's the truth
You're an extra lost in the scene.
Oooohhhh
You're a boxer in the ring
With brass knuckles underneath
You're the curses through my teeth
You're the laughter you're the obscene.
Oooohhhh
You're a supplement, your a salve,
You're a bandage, pull it off.
I think I love you I think I'm mad.
You're a cast signed broken arm
You're an actor out of work
I think I love you I think I'm mad.
You're a boxer in the ring
With brass knuckles underneath
I think I love you I think I'm mad.
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There's a black rainbow above my house
Mass of curtains in the floors
I think I'm glass I think I'm breaking it
Wrecking ball outside the door
Let the children act like furniture
For the ladies of the lawn
But I can't see them, I can't see at all.
It's nighttime, all the time
Bird outside the kitchen, fightin' his reflection
Tell him I got nothin' for him
Bird outside the kitchen, fightin' his reflection
What's he gonna win when he wins?
One kiss boys and girls of paradise
Lining up around the block
Back pockets full of dynamite
While neighbors talk and talk and talk
Bird outside the kitchen fightin' his reflection
Tell him I got nothin' for him
Bird outside the kitchen fightin' his reflection
What's he gonna win when he wins?
Throw
the phone out the window
If you want the neighbors woke
You'll have to shout out loud and set the bell and slow
If you want the neighbors woke
You'll have to shout even louder
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Just like an amnesiac
Trying to get my senses back
(Oh, where did they go?)
Laughing with a mouth of blood
From a little spill I took
(Oh, what are you laughing at?)
See I trade in my plot of land
For a plane to anywhere
(Oh, where do you go?)
And I can't see the future
But I know its got big plans for me
(Oh what does it see?)
All of my old friends aren't so friendly
All of my old haunts are now all haunting me
Holed up at the motel
With the televangelist (Oh what did he say?)
At the bottom of the swimming pool
With all the water out of it
(How'd you get in there?)
If it's any consolation prize
It's to my next of kin
I can't see the future
But I know it's watching me
All of my old friends aren't so friendly
All of my old haunts are now all haunting me
Tell my sister that I miss her
Tell my brother that it gets much easier
Tell my sister that I miss her
Tell my brother that it gets much easier
All of my old friends aren't so friendly
And all of my old haunts are now all haunting me
All of my old friends aren't so friendly
And all of my old haunts are now all haunting me
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Muscle connects to the bone
And the bone to the iron marrow
I wish I had a channel line __
Mouth connects to the teeth
And teeth to the loves and curses
Honey
Can you reach the spot anywhere and fix it?
H-E-L-P
Help me, help me
H-E-L-P
Help me, help me
Muscle connects to the bone
And the bone to the iron marrow
So I pretend these aren't strings attached to all ten of my fingers.
H-E-L-P
Help me, help me
If you could only go somewhere else
H-E-L-P
Help me, help me
H-E-L-P
Help me, help me
H-E-L-P
Help me, help me
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We're sleeping underneath the bed
To scare the monsters out
With our dear daddy's Smith and Wesson
We've gotta teach them all a lesson
Don't move
Don't scream
Or we will have to shoot
Stop, right where you stand
We need a chalk outline if you can
Put your hands where we can see them please
We're holding up the lids of our eyes
And showing just the whites
"Mary, no one has such small hands
No, not the wind, not even that."
Don't move
Don't scream
Or we will have to shoot
Stop, right where you stand
We need a chalk outline if you can
Put your hands where we can see them please
Stop, right where you stand
We need a chalk outline if you can
Put your hands where we can see them
Please
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Honey
The party
You went away quickly
But oh that's the trouble
With ticking and talking
I lick the ice cube from your empty glass
So we stayed much too late
Till they're cleaning the ashtrays
Do you have change or a button or cash?
All my pockets hang out like two surrendered flags
[ St. Vincent Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
Oh, but I'll pay an evening to keep my conscience clean
Keeping my eye on the exits
I'm steady now
::vocalizing::
How did we get here?
With creaks in these chairs
Oh there aren't enough hands to point all the fingers
But I sit transfixed by a hole in your t-shirt
I said much too much in the trying to speak up.
::vocalizing::
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The people in the street had overtaken you
By the time you rounded Second Avenue
So I walked away
All perfumed
Felt just the same
But brand new
And anything you wrote I checked for codes and clues
The letters stopped unceremoniously in June
[ St. Vincent Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
So I changed my eyes and ____
I'm just the same but brand new
And I do my best impression of weightlessness, now too
And I might be wrong, I might be wrong, I might be wrong
But honey I believed I could
Float away _____
I'm just the same but brand new
To you.
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Oh honey, I was there in the dark where you lay
And i saw you with a scent on your hands
going out to get you something
Oh honey I was there in the dark where you lay
And i saw you with a scent on your hands
going out to get you something
One, two , three flight apartment streetside
Bodies like wrecking balls fuck, fuck with dynamite
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The dishes in the sink
Don't care if I wake late
Or soak till the bath goes cold,
Leave the bed unmade
Cause when the drink goes in
The devil comes out
Days go by
Still the past don't seem so far
The drink goes in
The devil comes out
Days go by
Still the past don't seem so far
Oh my God
Oh my God
The plants in all the windows
Are listening for the door
Counting all their footsteps (?)
Keeping the bath warm
Cause when the drink goes in
The devil comes out
Days go by
Still the past don't seem so far
The drink goes in
The devil comes out
Days go by
Still the past don't seem so far
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh you're gone
Oh you're gone
Oh you're gone
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
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You stole my bicycle
So I had to walk
Twenty-six blocks in the rain
What a shame
You took my tennis shoes
So I took the train
To avoid the rain
What a shame
You saw me on the street
You offered me a seat
Then when I blinked
You were gone
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