Field Medic - x CLEAR x THOUGHTS x OF x MORNING x lyrics
Kevin Patrick Sullivan
[Field Medic - x CLEAR x THOUGHTS x OF x MORNING x lyrics]
Just the boy who grinds his teeth
The boy who grinds the coffee beans
She sees me underwater
As she skates my eyes secrete
And she wonders what the blade marks mean
The season of the snowman
The season of the pine trees
Weeping needles fresh from wind's beatings
As a blanket, I am fleeting
As a mirror, she's lost to me
And I'm sure her scarf and mittens disagree
Tell me, what am I s'posed to say
When you're kissin' me away
Just before you're cryin'
I should leave 'cause you're ashamed
Sometimes we're both no good
Sometimes we're both no good
So go on, run
'Cause all them dolls got eyes
Could illustrate them pretty
My love, her eyes go unadorned
And see right through me
I cannot avoid
Clear thoughts of morning
If she wants to leave me
She should leave me without warning
What am I s'posed to say
When you're kissin' me away
Just before you're cryin'
I should leave 'cause you're ashamed
Sometimes we're both no good
Sometimes we're both no good
So go on, run
Well, go on
Go on, oh
Sometimes we're both no good
Sometimes we're both no good
So go on, run
Well, go on