Dryjacket Jefferson's Shadow
Haddonfield homes disassembled one by one
Every brick and stone
I've got a gun with the serial number scratched out
Oh, I've got a gun with the serial number scratched out
Jilted, I've kept a safe distance
Wait! Another aspect of this story has been misplaced
And evidence is evidently missing
Wait! Another chapter has been erased
Now you can try to keep this up for days
But where that curtain closed there's room for growing
Take the wheel dear
Forty people speak at once
But I hear only you
I'm hanging on, but I don't know for how long
And I've fallen off, and I'm sleeping on your front lawn
Jilted, I've kept a safe distance
Wait! Another aspect of this story has been misplaced
And evidence is evidently missing
Wait! Another chapter has been erased
Now you can try to keep this up for days
But where that curtain closed there's room for growing
