Every time I think of pushing you down the stairs I lick my lips But don't be upset, its the only way I know how To show you that I really care I lie to you every chance I get And I make it just close enough to the truth That you go for it every time But don't misunderstand I leave fingerprints outside your window In the shapes of positive messages Ive got a present for you Its made from pieces of my skin Trailing slices of pale light Thread and needle closing in Raking window from the pane And ready to commit Sway back through gray beams of slate On fingers cold and thin
bones in the water (battle of mice)
Every time I think of pushing you down the stairs
I lick my lips
But don't be upset, its the only way I know how
To show you that I really care
I lie to you every chance I get
And I make it just close enough to the truth
That you go for it every time
But don't misunderstand
I leave fingerprints outside your window
In the shapes of positive messages
Ive got a present for you
Its made from pieces of my skin
Trailing slices of pale light
Thread and needle closing in
Raking window from the pane
And ready to commit
Sway back through gray beams of slate
On fingers cold and thin