Kristin Hersh Speedbath
in the boiling grip of bad love i was dizzy with hunger and oxygen and it was so goddamn cold and then i can't see my shoe to tie it eyes full of tears and i'm not a crier and you were so goddamn cold and ever since there's only heartbreaking you maybe you shoulda let me drown all i wanted was to swim out to sea i only wanted us to swim out to sea maybe you shoulda let me drink maybe you shoulda let me speed in a well-lit mexican restaurant i order badly, so we make out tequila in our hands we'll never breathe again