Lyrics

Tell me why we always hafta go and do this
… tear each others’ insides out.
When did our love become something
that was so damned oppressive?
We struggle on but we always
seem to do without.

It’s all uphill
when you’re stuck in the middle..
no movin up..
no place to fall.
Now some people would have you believin’
“The less that you take is the more that you’re given”…
If you’re into that sorta thing at all.
The truth is there’s only one way to know for sure ….
Now it’n there?

Hey hey I got no wisdom
that I’d really care to share..
None that anyone ever seems to wanna hear.
So go on girl..
boil me down.
Chalk it up to my foolish nature.
I wouldn’t call that forgiveness
but go on and call it what ya will.

Sometimes starting over
just wasn’t worth the thrill.

The deeper the cut
the larger the wound.
Time does the trick
but it’s still too soon.
So we’ll pack up our things…
throw it all on the flames of the bonfire we built
in our room.
Seal up the doors and call it a tomb.
Two’s a crowd and we both got our reasons…
now didn’t we?

Hey hey I got no wisdom
that I’d really care to share.
None that anyone ever seems to wanna hear.
So go on girl…
burn it down.
Breakin’ up is our new religion.
I wouldn’t call that progress
but go on and call it what ya will.
Sometimes starting over, was just some time to kill.

Some starry night in Denver
with snow all the way up
to your goddamned knees.
Maybe some dusty truckstop out in
Nowhere, Oklahoma…
with the smell of hot garbage
floatin’ on the breeze.
You never know just whete you’ll be….

…but it’ll find you…

That old familiar feelin’
comes round again.
Sneaks up right behind you
and drives you to your knees.
So go on girl..
choke it down
but we both know whats missin.
That water in your eyes always makes it
so much harder to breathe.
Sometimes starting over….

Is such a jagged little pill.