Paroles de Sluttering (may 4th)

Jawbreaker

Date de parution : 14/10/2008

Durée : 0:04:14

Style : Alternative

Flattered that you think i warrant ugliness. gutters
Drain west, mud made a mess of us. it's time to leave
This place. i'd saw through your wrist to find a
Better trap that fits. i'd saw through your traps to
Find a better you, a part of you that lasts. i saw
Through your trap and into my own wrists. saw we were
Through, red ribbons spill to blue: a sight to sore
Your eyes. i got this dress. i'm hiking it around
This waste of laughter. slow dance alone with no one
To the sound of four hands clapping. congratulations
To you both, i hope somewhere you're happy. if
There's a moral to this story then i wish you'd show
Me. hair in the blood, fly in the disappointment.
Rubber, i'm glue. i'll write the book on you. it's
Sticking to my face. you need a little less than what
You take for granted. this is the sip that's drinking
Back from you, blacking out your eyes. you need a
Little more suppression of your appetites. this is
Your honeymoon, in separate rooms, it's neither sweet
Nor bright. i made a word to give this state a name,
This game a guess. i call it "sluttering". it means
As little as your little test. you are your worst
Revenge. your very means, they have no ends. this is
A story you won't tell the kids we'll never have. if
You hear this song a hundred times it still won't be
Enough.