Sunday, March 28, 2004

Honey, Watch Your Ass- by: Songs:Ohia

Smoke tastes like grey lead
It's killing her head
She finally let him have it
Here practice yelling at yourself instead

She nearly burned the town again
With the look that she gave him
She covers her heart with her hands
And says a little useless praying never hurts anything

It's like nothings got a pulse
in this whole damn place
Right down to the clocks
nothings got a pulse

Remember darling how quiet it got
Leave her alone, let her go home
Leave her alone, let her go
So she don't have to see you
How pathetic you can be
So she don't hate herself to death
Know what I mean?

That must be her up there
Perfumes and cigarette smoke in her wild hair
She smells a little like a train
Hauling lilacs through the rain
I can't tell that she's crying
I pretend again
She sees those total destruction eyes
She goes running to them

I'm finally showing her the switch
how I learned hold it in my teeth
How she's got to keep one razor sharp bloody piece
Of her old broken heart
How she's got to use that edge to carve
Across her new heart
Something deep enough to hurt
So it always reminds her
Deep enough to last
Darling, honey, watch you ass

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