Album Name : The Fine Art of Self-Destruction
Release Date : 2003-01-28
Song Duration : 4:05
Jesse Malin High Lonesome
Once I bled into a letter
It didn't get any better
Took a PBR vacation
Played the college station
Through the flower beds
You walk down to the park
Like ancient books of Zen that symbolize a brand new
start
The way that I've been feeling lately ain't me
It makes me want to shout and bust it up in two
What they call honest living kills me chills me
Once a music business lawyer tried to wine and dine
destroy you
Cow skulls on your wall and your valium mother calls
Through your brand new shades you might not see the
sharks
A brilliant masquerade can't disguise a busted heart
The way that I've been feeling lately ain't me
It makes me want to shout and bust it up for you
What they call honest living kills me chills me
Photographs and memories
I know they don't lie
I can't forget you
But I know I will try
I'm dropping out of circulation
Gonna change my occupation
Become a small time operator
Or another lonely painter
Photographs and memories
I know they don't lie
I can't forget you
But I know I will try