The Spinanes The Imp Years
Suffice
No
He's a dagger talking to you
Suffice to say he's a little confused
A dagger attached to you
Hey angel
Merry sorrow
Hey angel
I'm sorry I can't touch that now
Bed...quickling off you
Give me something I can love
Get this big stuff off me
Hey angel
Merry sorrow
Hey angel
I'm sorry I can't trust that
I can't touch that now
Halloween Candy
There she comes with her eyes down
Pours the poison in
Knows just who will bite into
Halloween candy
I knew a girl in Mississippi
They called her an easy lay
As they sprinkled sugar on top of
Halloween candy
Razor blades and sharpened steel
Arsenic and things you shouldn't eat
Sometimes sweetness is not what it seems
All this fainting and bluffing
Like a couple of dumb birds
I wish you'd fly into a window
Drunk on Halloween candy
This game we play where you might win
More likely to lose
End up stunned and choking on
Your own Halloween candy
Razor blades and sharper things
Cut in dreaded ways you shouldn't feel
Sometimes sweetness is not what it seems
Lately feels like everyday is Halloween
Rummy
I've been wasted
Yeah I can taste it
Spent all last month on string
Sex is for babies
And if you could stand it maybe
For wanting the one you lost
Dreaming of weddings
Waking up sweating
Dreamt I lost my hair last night
Weakness is such a fright
Sex inspires such feeling
The power of erection
The tallest building in Chicago
Where did the snow go
Somewhere deep inside
Needed dupes his pickled pride
Lesser more
Rummy game
Can't wait call from too late
Lesser more on
Rummy game
Can't wait from Rummy lame
Quit trying woo me
Everything is not my fault
Held a hand with a dash of salt
Make a play for eminence
Take a stab at her innocence
And what is hidden there
Scars are in her head
Her hips are marked with stretch
Ex knew everyone he
Ever met for everything
It hasn't happened yet
Echoes far and wide
The way that love has tried
To hang on in its side
Tried and true implied
It's all girls by her side
Lesser more
Rummy game
Can't wait call from too late
Lesser more on
Rummy game
Can't wait from Rummy lame
Hawaiian Baby
This is a picture of Hawaii that you brought me
Santa Claus with a baby that you brought me
Standing by the back screen door watching you wash dishes
Writing love letters to other just for kicks
Moving down on Taylor
Dinner with your father
Looking for a mailbox
Someone's rolling in the mud
Someone does it just because it's cool on their skin
This is a picture of a cowboy that he drew me
Letters scrawled across the bottom spell "I love you"
This is a taste of your right ear lobe can't you hear me
This is a taste of your left elbow don't you feel it
It's my heart and it doesn't fit yours
Graham's down at the bar teaching hardships
Verlaines, verlaines, verlaines...
Trucker speed and the harm of having loose lips
Six days, Six days...
Sex and cigarettes and slow sad says he
Verlaines, verlaines, verlaines...
Santa Claus with a baby that you brought me
It's my heart and it doesn't fit yours
Moving down on Taylor
Dinner with your father
Searching for a mailbox
Someone's slinging up the mud
Someone does it just because it's not on their skin
Messy Shitty
Never thought you'd be the one
To make me feel so shitty inside
You make me act like such a bitch
Just keep it up some set act suprised
How I know it
And how you show and you
Maybe you should wear a sign
Around your neck that says bully
A doggie always friendly
Especially happy and moving
Bathtub slow use
I think I remember saying
I thought we were friends
We're not friends anymore
Don't lie I try it on
It's years of history blistering away
There's been mistakes made aloud
That's nothing wrong
What you feel doesn't feel good
Sad you're stuck now
A fool I've been and will be again
That don't sit lightly
Straight as a pole I stood there
She says you'll treat him
I know she'll beat me
Thought we were friends
But we're not friends anymore
Don't lie I try it on
It's years of history blistering away
Ain't getting younger
And I'm here for you
So doctor - is pulling you
Well I can pull too
Just once I'd like to win
With my head up and my hands
Thought we were friends
We're not friends anymore
Don't lie I try it on
It's years of history blistering away
Handful of Hearts
(written by John Moen)
A handful of hearts baby
And all that you know
And all that you dream about
That's all you'll take baby
Finally real
When you're slate is clean
You're just waiting
Racking your brain
Wasting your time
Wringing your hands
Handful of hearts
I love what you love baby
I want you to know
Think you should go and go
Why do I care baby
It's not up to me
I love the way you see
You're just waiting
Racking your brain
Wasting your time
Wringing your hands
Handful of hearts
Hold your handful of hearts baby
For all that you leave
Will not compare to thee
You're just waiting
Racking your brain
Wasting your time
Wringing your hands
Handful of hearts