She said "come along with me,
|
I've got offerings for you my sweet, sweet boy"
|
she promised warmth too, but I knew better
|
her words broke hot against my neck
|
and tasting the sweet, sweet numb of regret on my lips
|
I filled my pockets and closed the door
|
and I tasted all I'd left behind,
|
then shameful I crawled naked
|
Searching for somewhere to hide
|
And in the end she said it was memorable and comfortable
|
but funny, I wouldn't have used those words
|
the secrecy and her bed, it was choking me with a knot in my gut
|
you have beautiful empty eyes, I'm sure of that much
|
Oh princess open your eyes and close your mouth
|
else all that spite you swallow willingly , it just might fall out
|
and I've seen you smile wide, I've seen you at your best
|
and it left me feeling sick inside and unimpressed
|
and I tasted all I'd left behind, but shameful I crawled naked
|
Searching for somewhere to hide
|
|
-----------------
|
Somewhere To Hide
|
| Matt Nathanson |
