Liz Phair - Crater Lake lyrics
[Liz Phair - Crater Lake lyrics]
It grows and dynamite stuffed in a mailbox
Doesn't smoke until it blows
And oh, all the tears in four tiny years
Well, look at me, I'm frightening my friends
You better roll me
I bought a map of the moon
There's a crater with my name on
It and a really good view
There I was, getting drunk in your room
Because I wanted to throw my weight around
And oh, all the tears in four tiny years
Well, look at me, I'm frightening my friends
You better roll me home
You better roll me home
You better roll me home