chalk it up to circumstance
you watch the tide roll back
it's all over you
it's all over
red and happy
decent deceit bit through the gloom
it's all over you
it's all over
it's riveting
gone
and all you got
two black eyes behind sunglasses
me and the wet dogs waiting
raining formaldehyde blooms all over you
it's all over
trees bend down to meet you
drip through flowers and down your neck
can't take another step
not another step
i'm balancing on your pretty mess
two black eyes behind sunglasses
it's riveting
gone
and all you got
i'm balancing on your pretty mess
tape it all back up
you promise god's not a dick?
New Orleans is on fire with blue flames and LA flowers
you promise god's not a dick?