P.O.S. - Slint lyrics

This place is down, it's up to see
Got some mysteries out with
It's a question of pride, forget you not
Take me four leaf clover with

I see your face etched in stain glass
Angelic meant that as measurement
Angelic, fuck you can't spell it
Close to the heaven when
Coppin' that droppin flu
Particular like Bob Dylan's talkin' crew

It's all pros when shootin'
That's your speech impediment
Talk in little circles, codes
Until you can gel it, and keep 'em distant

'til you collide with
People, places, villains, keep persistent
Gotta keep the curvage convincing
Got you sayin' smoking regrets
Clingin' to an empty lighter
Burn up all your cigarettes
The tar'll stay inside your lungs
Pull tighter
It's got me sickly, give me time, love, trust
And a bouquet and forgive me quickly

So I'm-I'm pullin' petals like
She loves me not, she loves me not
She loves me not enough to stop herself
We like it awkward hot
I'm thinkin' stop, thinkin' thoughts
Like this clock's tickin', plot thickens

When she drops a kiss, I pick it up
Like "Hey, I think you lost this, miss"
Got me wishin' but to you
Our silent speech was tongue n' cheek
Makin' true feelings hard to reach
From toe n' cheek
From high intensity to barely touch
To barely speak

Speak, please, speak
Say somethin' monumental
Pretend your- Pretend your kindest
Words were accidental
Pretend I'm dead, I'll do the same for you
In fact, lets make a toast to us
Infatuation with a ghost

This place is down, it's up to see
Left us thinkin' were blind
Compromising

It's never a crime, what's to say?
Choose wise, damned is the fool
Who's battery burns to long to be cool

So take it in stride, so you can
You'll be damned to repeat it