Every time I open my mouth I take off my clothes Im raw and frostbitten from being exposed I got red scabby hands and purple scabby feet And you can smell me coming from halfway down the street And I remember that old hotel had quite the smell where Id go to use the phone Between the donut shop and the pizza parlor where I learned to live alone Sweet sixteen and smiling my way out of any jam Learning the ways of the world, oh my Learning the ways of man And I didnt really want a baby and I guess I had a choice But I just let it grow inside me this persistent little voice And I guess I got her off and running and run off is what she did And thats part of what I think about think about that kid So now theres nothing left to wish upon except for passing cars The cacophony of city lights is drowning out the stars This park bench is a life boat and the rest a big dark sea And Im just gonna lie here until something comes and finds me Yeah I got this tired old face still grinning most of the time Just cause it dont have a better way to express whats on its mind And I got this running monologue entertaining in its outrage And Ive got the air of an animal Thats been living in a cage Every time I open my mouth I take off my clothes Im raw and frostbitten from being exposed I got red scabby hands and purple scabby feet And you can smell me coming from halfway down the street
Posted on: Tue, 03 Dec 2013 13:26:39 +0000
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