Since I stood you on your head and told you you don't
know the way I feel and you don't see the things I see.
Well, you've been walking home alone and shaking
weightless like a sparrow bone.
You know my mind is like water and I'm silver like eels
and I am better left all alone.
But water's a lie and I am a liar can you see this yet?
I was born and bred hard as stone smooth like kerosene
aching and soaking wet.
Gasoline night time, silver eyes promise you thousands of
sour lies, grey like eels.
Since I stood you on your head and told you, you don't
know the way I feel and you don't see the things I see.
Well I've been watching your eyes for some sign of
betrayal, a certain courage I thought you might find, a
little curl of your lips, a little shudder of a wing a
little screaming to keep me in line.