Mile Markers

The cold white flamingo wins at black-market bingo

That we used to play, but we don't play no more

We used to travel playing hotel games

Eating truck-stop dinners with Christian names

Pointing out porn in payphones pinned into the core

Now I just count mile markers between your door and my door

Big boys, bad girls

Grind their teeth in stereo

Big boys, bad girls

Grind their teeth in stereo

I creep, I don't move in the breeze like I used to

I bend backwards at the elbows and the knees

The silver tap is spewing crap and I'm halfway round the world

Flatlined in a space between my teeth

I churned my milk and honey, I lost track of all the money

My family rescued some other stray dog

When it rains, I open windows, I just lay there, I just lay

Getting waterlogged, trying to get along

Big boys, bad girls

Grind their teeth in stereo

Big boys, bad girls

Grind their teeth in stereo

The cold white flamingo wins at black-market bingo

That we used to play, but we don't play no more

We used to travel playing hotel games

Eating truck stop dinners with Christian names

Pointing out porn in payphones pinned into the core

Now I just count mile markers between your door and my door

I creep, I don't move in the breeze like I used to

I bend backwards at the elbows and the knees

The silver tap is spewing crap and I'm halfway round the world

I'm flatlined in a space between my teeth

I churned my milk and honey, but I lost track of all the money

So my family rescued some other stray dog

When it rains, I open windows, let it all in

Waterlogged, just get it all

1-800-someone sweepstakes donation

Blood or a trip to the Bahamas

I'd really like to see you when you finish out your sentence

Dear soulmate behind stripes and stars

Big boys

In stereo