WORK IN PROGRESS ////

we turn our hips to timber /we  take turns making fires 
til the bed turns into / a funeral pyre

and you're giving me a wink / or maybe it's a warning
telling me my dress won't / make it til the morning 
my dear

glinting like december

LOVE IS NOT LEAVING THE HOUSE

Lyrics:

We don't have to leave the house 
Board the windows with two by fours
Lock the goddamn doors
Lock the goddamn doors

I read in the newspaper 
That the air is getting sicker
It's so hard for us to breathe 
It's so hard for us to leave

There's no light left in the bedroom 
It's always just us two 
And the voices in our head scream 
The way they always do 

You turn the TV on 
and they're predicting snow 
But it doesn't really matter 
There's no place for us to go 

The house is getting colder 
You're getting colder too 
Your body's stopped responding 
And there's nothing I can do 

I find a photo album 
With your smiling sunny face
I'll keep you here with me now 
We don't have to leave this place

Agoraphobic Love Song (Or, Home is Where The Heart Stops)

unfinished, like everything else

--

Daddy says I sing so slow
Like the girls on the radio

Daddy says I sing so sweet
I break his heart into pieces

DADDY, I

THIS IS NOT A LOVE SONG AND THIS IS INCOMPLETE

I say we get a one way 
ticket out of this place

I'll learn french & give up these cigarettes 
You'll come home with all of the paychecks

I'll string roses 
in rows in rows in rows across 
the front door of our new home 


Straight Path to the Sun & How to Avoid Your Family's Worried Inquiries

Strange Fruit (Cover)

Song in progress

Lyrics:
Clean girls talkin' dirty
sippin' whiskey thirsty firstly
I wanna get to know you

I ain't Columbus but I would sail 
the ocean blue for you

Pick yourself up, fifty two pieces
a queen heart and diamond scars

the cavemen are wearin' their Sunday best
baby we ain't like the rest 
I am impressed
breathless and restless too
I just wanna mean something to you

Your teeth like precious stones
falling out of your mouth on the 
way back home

We were burning all of the bridges leading to 
Ancient Rome

Slate Teeth

thirty second 
song about nothing

Lyrics:
baby looks best in her navy blue dress
and i like her better without it 
and she's sittin' on the counter 
and i grab her hips 
and i kiss her lips 
and she tastes like 
whiskey frisky 
we got love and we got honey 
i know how to touch you so good
baby 


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