Arms at her sides
Hangin' like a noose loop
Radio music sporadic static
Choking on some air waves
Her heart is locked up
She keeps it in the bottom drawer
Her house is surrounded by chain-link
Concertina wire
Shes too good for you
She has a picnic alone
Feeding crumbs to the ants
Sympathetic
So grown up and independent
I thinks its just chemical imbalance
Are you still waking up
To the shotgun blast alarm clock
Sleeping in the pitch black
Washing dishes burning matches
Watching television addict
Too young
To have it all figured out
Halfway through
You'll choke on the pieces
******
Dog on a short chain
Too good for me
She's too busy curing cancer
And feeling sorry for herself
Someone told me what you said
I was a piece of **** hick
Drug addict rat
Because you know me?
I've got a strong chin
Been hit harder than that
There's the door
May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 11:33 PM UTC
Arms at her sides
Hangin' like a noose loop
Radio music sporadic static
Choking on some air waves
Her heart is locked up
She keeps it in the bottom drawer
Her house is surrounded by chain-link
Concertina wire
Shes too good for you
She has a picnic alone
Feeding crumbs to the ants
Sympathetic
So grown up and independent
I thinks its just chemical imbalance
Are you still waking up
To the shotgun blast alarm clock
Sleeping in the pitch black
Washing dishes burning matches
Watching television addict
Too young
To have it all figured out
Halfway through
You'll choke on the pieces
******
Dog on a short chain
Too good for me
She's too busy curing cancer
And feeling sorry for herself
Someone told me what you said
I was a piece of **** hick
Drug addict rat
Because you know me?
I've got a strong chin
Been hit harder than that
There's the door
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