Songtexte
[Verse 1]
I'm a junkyard full of false starts
And I don't need your permission
To bury my love under this bare light bulb
[Verse 2]
The moon is a sickle cell, it'll kill you in time
Your cold white brother will ride in your blood
Like spun glass in sore eyes
[Verse 3]
While the moon does its division, you're buried below
And you're coming up roses
Everywhere you go, red roses follow
[Verse 4]
The things that you tell yourself, they'll kill you in time
Your cold white brother alive in your blood
Spinning in the night sky
While the moon does its division, you're buried below
And you're coming up roses
Everywhere you go, red roses
[Verse 5]
So you got in a kind of trouble that nobody knows
It's coming up roses
Everywhere you go, red roses
Written by: Elliott Smith
