Every Time I Die – Tusk And Temper lyrics
Bedeck your gown in bricks
There's leeches stealing across the stage
Come hell or ocean water I won't end up without
Applaud the gall of the black cloud groping a drunken teenage vow
As saline drips from her prom dress, damp hands are desiccated
There's a wolf at the window of the second floor who kidnaps your date with a new car
We both want the same thing
Bad poetry and assaults at the bar
Just try and stop me
We are the only one in the world
Prepare the ballroom
Quicksand in front of the coat check
Waltz with the scarecrow in the spotlight through the rye
I was born a wanted man
But I'll die a sailor's wife
God help me pick the lock to her room I have to make this right
Scream the hounds to sleep for me
I'm creeping around in your head like a vine
Your spit is the meat of the rose harvested by the dull
Let fly the doves, unhook their leather wings from the fog
Put your foot and mouth together for the sweethearts of Vietnam
In a photo taken of us, at the recpetion held at the jail
Loverboy is breaking up just off to the right side of me
I will stop at nothing
I am the siren that sings you home
Is that clear?
I will stop at nothing
I am the tooth in your jewelery box
Is that clear?
Let pry the crows
Unhinge their crooked beaks from the clock
Put your foot and mouth together for the sweethearts of Vietnam
Bolt the gate and head for ivory tower
Adoration is cutting the phone lines to your heart
Love is here
I am the snarling and starry-eyed
We both want the same thing
Better aim at the stranger in our yard
Just try to stop me
I am the blinding light of your life
Prepare the body
I've been better but thanks for asking
Wait with the scarecrow for the spotlight in the rye
I'll eat you alive
The calm will come again
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