St. Vitus Dance Disconnect
February left me wanting.
Between the sheets of wind and rain.
Body is cold and unforgiving.
I don't remember why I stayed.
Tried to see through my delusion.
Eyes adjust to faded light.
Painted on the walls and ceiling.
Against the background of my life.
Something in me gone bad.
Like you.
Penitent, he has his reasons.
Living in this broken town.
Never knew a thing, but the south side.
Mary beckons, pulling him down.
Holy mother of the half tub.
Protecting all the ones we fear.
Darkness falling, life so precious.
Quicken his step, quicken his step.
Something in me gone bad.
I can't.
Rust, sin, blood bringing me back.
And I can't. Live this. Like You.
Servile and anxious waiting.
House is empty of this love.
Black and blue, she was always clumsy.
Holding on to the scars he left.
Disconnected from her family.
Held a prisoner under lies.
Reaching out in the dark and trembling.
She steadies the knife. Steadies the knife.
Something in me gone bad.
I can't.
Rust, sin, blood bringing me back.
And I can't. Live this. Like You.
