Kristin Hersh Some Catch Flies
When he stares, it's like he's splitting hairs I'm a wreck when he's here, I swear Fill a glass up with shiny tacks I'm feeling sharp I am numb, I am numb, I am numb, I And when he drools it's like he's spitting jewel I'm alone when he's here, I am What a dumb-ass thing to say Plus I'm not ashamed Nobody's here I am clean, I am clean, I am clean, I He's my God, tangle till we're old He's my distraction, and how Simple gold and no one has to know It's hectic as hell I play dumb, I play dumb, I play dumb, I A sideways look, a lighter in the dark You make it good, you do Some catch flies, some kill them till they die I just stare I do love, I do love, I do love you I do love, I do love, I do love you.
