Miracle

The name Miracle has followed her around her whole life Born to sterilized parents who vanished one night Got a tattoo, says "Meanness" inside her lower lip She pulls it down in the mirror so she can read it Framed by her blonde wig in the bright white glow, yeah Spit crawls down her wrist and she lets her lip go She smokes out her window watching the sunset Behind the figures of bending trees While her collection of broken wind chimes Play wild drones in minor keys Yeah They see her in The Cheetah on the weekday nights They see her and they dream of young versions of their wives She saved up for some braces, all the ones and the fives Her teeth are straightening out now and sore all the time, yeah Hands reach out for her like she'll cure disease, yeah And she bats her eyes and she makes them say, "Please" Yeah, "Meanness," she thinks Around the pole Spinning Heavy breathing, oh "Meanness," she thinks Sore mouth Pouting Blowing kisses, huh "Meanness," she sings Skinny legs Kicking Flailing, yeah "Meanness," she sings