You were done and I could tell it when I licked you up and down.
In the bathroom you were laughing as my veil fell to the ground.
Picking pennies from a fountain, pulling wishes from the well.
On the rooftop, tempted God and left Him playing with himself.
Fabric leaves sewn to the trees, painted autumn red and brown.
I could pluck them, one by one, and bring you winter all year round.
With my son, when he was younger.
Baking birthday cake for you.
Met my daughter in a dream
And she was calling out for
Eleanor, in Illinois, its trailer parks and mobile homes,
Burning down just like the forests on the California news.
Stable ground ain't what you get from digging holes and burning bridges.
Rest assured, you'll learn to want not for these things you don't deserve.
Baby tame your temper, no use acting like a child.
If you go on like that, I swear I'll leave you high and dry.
All in all
I came undone
And I blamed it all on you.
You were wrong
But its my fault
And now there's nothing we can do
And I blame it all on you
credits
from FALINE,
released April 1, 2015
Written by Jenna Ave-Lallemant
Produced, recorded, mixed, and played by Andy Dixon
Drums by Jack Burg
Like when you find something private that someone dropped in a public place, and you decide to open it to find out to whom it belongs, and you read something personal accidentally, and you find yourself in it. You know what I mean? Andrew
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