Busted Lip

I must have looked hysterical, trying to get away Riding on an avalanche of things you just don't say I wanted someone's company, but to her I'm just some guy And I got a busted lip on a silent night I was in your car that night, going out of town I know something's gotta go and I guess I'll go now White knuckles on the wheel and a pain above That's how mother nature treats everyone she loves Drive out Sob and trip Got a silent busted lip You wanna make me just like yourself 'Til I lie in tatters He's looking at you now Like a little dove True love blinking on and off Like a bad bulb And when he breaks himself in two You say you must be high But people just always do It makes them feel alive Break himself in two Do you sign out? Yes you do You wanna make me just like you 'Til I lie in tatters Hey little birdie sing Hey little birdie sing Hey little birdie sing Hey little birdie sing