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"Love is a hell of a drug." - Gerko
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You can paint me up to be the bad man with a back hand,
But please understand that this is not a master plan.
I've been playing Macgyver since this bastard's tale began,
And I don't see things changing soon, So sink, or swim in sand.
Prick me on my heart with your rose stem, see if I pass the test.
I might bleed and I might not, but either way it's just my best.
So we can smash it into the ashes of something that was once cute.
But drinking will not stop the rain, it'll only make us both puke.
What does the use of drugs got to do with happiness?
God's blissful kiss on scarred up wrists, I wanna know what have we missed?
I'm touching crimson lips that never existed in the first place,
but I knew I was addicted at the first taste, tongue's interlaced.
Match my pace and bust my cherry, tell me we've eloped.
But that pain you carry makes my hope remote like a ghost.
Use a coat to warm your moat, and quote the words I've wrote to
form a homicide note, I'll be cleaning my throat out with a bar of soap.
So here we were, there I am.
Clutching a PBR can in my hand.
and I wanna know am I a man?
Or a boy, a tawdry trinket,
I tip the can back and I drink.
I'd love to tell the truth dear,
but honestly I seldom think it.
So here we were, there I am,
Water, yeast, barley, and hops in a can.
So here we were, there I am,
Did I ever really even really hold your hand.
Are we talking? Are we fighting? Is it over? This is frightening,
Are we talking? Are we fighting? Is it over? This is frightening,
Are we talking? Are we fighting? Is it over? This is frightening,
Are we talking? Are we fighting? Is it over?
But did we ever really come clean? I know that things got messy.
When we were at our best the glass seemed to be far from empty.
But after a few sips i think your lips got wet and your brains got numb.
So now I'm acting like a dumb ass again, Trying to get me some.
Come on baby, clean the rust off your heart and I can make you blush.
Maybe this bed just wasn't big enough for both of us?
Am I really that hard to trust? This conversation is intoxicating
Or frustrating. Are you listening or am I masturbating
My tongue? Eating my time, you're wasting the young parts of my mind.
When I climb behind you life is just a theme park ride.
but then that feeling fades when the endorphins wash back out to sea.
You're acting lovely, sayin' you love me, loneliness paints the fallacy.
So don't get mad at me, because the lies belong to you.
Are you out there? Can you hear me? Can I call you little girl blue?
So here we were, there I am.
Clutching a PBR can in my hand.
and I wanna know am I a man?
Or a boy, a tawdry trinket,
tip the can back and I drink.
I'd love to tell the truth dear,
but honestly I seldom think it.
Am I the first man who walked on the surface of your moon?
Or am I just some dude who put you in the mood?
I felt the room move the minute you uncrossed your legs,
and then the peeling ceiling fell down and it hit me in my head.
Now either I'm dead or that blue sky is falling.
Girl, the way you looked at me was just so appalling.
And I may be stalling, but I'm running on your fumes.
So where does that leave you?
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