Crucify
every finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach
got a dessert in my mouth
figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
I’ve been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
looking for a savior between these dirty sheets
I’ve been raising up my hands
drive another nail in
just what God needs
one more victim
(chorus) Why do we crucify ourselves
every day I crucify myself
nothing I do is good enough for you
crucify myself every day
and my heart is sick of being
I said my heart is sick of being
in chains
got a kick from a dog beggin’ for love
I got have my suffering so that I can have my cross
I know a cat named Easter he says "will you ever learn
you’re just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird"
I’ve been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
looking for a savior between these dirty sheets
I’ve been raising up my hands
drive another nail in
got enough guilt to start my own religion
(chorus)
please be save me
I cry
Silent All These Years
excuse me but can I be you for a while
my dog won’t bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin at me again
yeah I can hear that
been saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know but nothing comes
yes I know what you think of me you never shut up
yeah I can hear that
(chorus) but what if I’m a mermaid in these jeans of his
with her name still on it
hey but I don’t care cause
sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice
and it’s been here
silent all these years
so you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
what’s so amazing about really deep thoughts
boy you best pray that I bleed real soon
how’s that thought for you
my scream got lost in a paper cup
you think there’s a heaven where the screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker
do you think it’s enough to get us there
(chorus)
years go by
will I still be waiting for somebody else to understand
years go by
if I’m stripped of my beauty and the orange clouds raining in my head
years go by
will I choke on my tear till finally there is nothing left
one more casualty you know we’re too easy
easy easy easy
well I love the way we communicate
your eyes focus on my funny lip shape
let’s hear what you think of me now
but baby don’t look up the sky is falling
your mother shows up in a nasty dress
it’s your turn now to stand where I stand
everybody lookin’ at you
here take hold of my hand
yeah I can hear them
(chorus)
Precious Things
so I ran faster but it caught me here
yes my loyalties turned like my ankle
in seventh grade running after Billy
running in the rain
(chorus) these precious things
let them wash away
these precious things
let them break their hold over me
he said
you’re really an ugly girl but I like the way you play
and I died
but I thanked him
can you believe that
that sick holding on to his picture
dressing up every day
I wanna smash the faces of those beautiful boys
those Christian boys
so you can make me cum that doesn’t make you Jesus
(chorus)
I remember yes
in my peach party dress
no one dared
no one cared
to tell me where the pretty girls are
those demi-gods
with their nine inch nails and little fascist panties
tucked inside the heart of every nice girl
(chorus)
Me and a Gun
5 am
Friday morning
Thursday night
not far from sleep
I’m still up and driving
can’t go home
obviously
so I’ll just change direction
cause they’ll soon know where I live
and I wanna live
got a full tank of gas and some chips
it was me and a gun
and a man on my back and I sang "holy holy"
as he buttoned down his pants
you can laugh
it’s kinda funny
things you think at times like these
like I haven’t seen Barbados so I must
get out of this
yes I wore a slinky red thing
does that mean that I should spread
for you, your friends, your father
and Mr.Ed
it’s me and a gun
and a man on my back
and I haven’t seen Barbados
so I must get out of this
and I know what this means
me and Jesus a few years back
used to hang
and he said
"it’s your choice babe just remember
I don’t think you’ll be back in three days time
so you choose well"
tell me what’s right
is it my right to be on my stomach
of Fred’s Seville
it’s me and a gun
and a man on my back
and I haven’t seen Barbados
and I must get out of this
and do you know Carolina
where the biscuits are soft and sweet
these things go through your head when
there’s a man on your back
and your pushed flat on your stomach
it’s not a classic cadillac
me and a gun
and a man on my back
and I haven’t seen Barbados
so I must get out of this
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