Deep Dark Below

Most of the shingles are gone There's a couple still hanging on Like an old man's tooth The [??] With the weeds and the limbs And the broken glass and other people's trash The windows are all busted out You can slip your way carefully in Even stay inside the tape And lay inside the shape of her chalk outline Monster are men that the devil gets in And even he gets so bored sometimes Climbs from his hole, the deep dark below To entertain himself awhile To entertain himself awhile He puts on the body and clothes Of someone you think you know And you step into those hands Like a horse in quicksand You find yourself screaming your way to the end That's what happened to Alicia She was dancing wild Tilting from the wine Dark hair in diamond shine Lonely and bruised Getting over being used It's usually the weak ones he finds It's usually the weak ones he finds He wanted her beauty That's all he was after Oh he'd never seen hips and legs And skin or arms like hers And she was dying for some company They found her some days later Undone and scattered And right beside her A straight-blade sledgehammer I heard he plays a mean fiddle And his bow's made of bones And it sounds like your deepest desire Lonely and bruised Getting over being used It's usually the weak ones he finds It's usually the weak ones he finds