She could have gone for anything But me I would have booked her for the murder Of anyone who listened close to me And never really even heard her There's a wall in every room Of any age that hangs the canvas of regret But mine are scattered on the floor The oil's too thin and always dripping wet like
Her ugly human heart Every hour we lived in terror Of being the one of us who's left behind We stared into the empty sky For something that we knew we couldn't find Maybe some day years from now I'll find her as the guard dog to my future Though even if I don't I'm sure she'll find a way to tell me I misused her
Her and her ugly human heart
Well the tavern's open later now And I can stay until they serve my blood But often she'll appear only to sneer at me and say "Why this be of? " (all of this love) She used to say she thought That late at night I had a face like Humphrey Bogart But now she haunts me like the ghost of God reborn With an ugly human heart
Compositor: Daniel Tavis Romano (Daniel) (SOCAN)Editores: King Of Mosey (SOCAN), New West Independent Music Publishing LLC (BMI)Administração: BMG Rights Management Us LLC (BMI), New West Independent Music Publishing LLC (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #15590164 em 18/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM