Poison Berry

Blood on his shoes

A kind of test, my pastel dress

Do I look happy for a woman?

Laughing at the glass ‘til it cracks

I seek out remoteness like a familiar ache, alive

Everyone is aglow, bitter on a Sunday

Rain blends with snow

Ever hollow when we get home

Right, he just believes that he is always right

‘Oh to be so sure, not unmoored

I seek out remoteness like a familiar ache, desired

Everyone is aglow, bitter on a Sunday

Ooh, shatter, shatter

Ooh, shatter, shatter

Anothеr man who lives for the blues

And part of mе that likes feeling used

I always hear you from the shower

That gruff voice in one octave

Poison berry, when you play your sad guitar

Poison berry, don’t you know it pierces my cold, cold heart?

I seek out remoteness like a familiar ache, alive

Everyone is aglow, bitter on a Sunday

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