Dry Off Your Cheeks

Lyrics

[Chorus] My old heart, it's been thirteen hours Too much of you my friend, my dear, and now I cower Looking at you, looking at you Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew [Verse 1] Love it, oh, sometimes at least I fall, shit Put it up, too much to call home sometimes With a dance in the two step, look at you swing Not sure what I mean, don't know what I sing I just dance on the harpsichord string Move it down when you're coming up Lose it down when you're tiptoe dancing Enhancing all the pressure prancing All around this place every night and day When we were in the rat race Shouting back to the oldest people Shout at them all, called down steeples Like no screaming, my dear, they will dry off your cheeks And now it's me, back to the factor Too much of that can bring you right back to tragedy More, I'll be losing myself in this race You see me, see me, see me, see me, seeing me See me, see me, well, it's in my liberty With a hectic test and no one protesting you When you so damn scared Live for the life and the love I lead And the lead in the life 'cause I never play fair [Chorus] My old heart, it's been thirteen hours Too much of you my friend, my dear, and now I cower Looking at you, looking at you Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew [Verse 2] I got my own way home, I got my own keys So why are you looking at me like you my lady? I got my own kinds of groovy Smoking too much and drinking You bring yourself down in pain Biddy-bye, biddy-biddy-bye, biddy-bye, biddy-bye To the love and the living and the live cut free She's all on the floor while I drink whisky And I look to the corner, think about me All about me, well, I'll never go self 'Cause I walk with a pelvis, white boy Elvis Dancin' around this floor much quicker than you Look at this, look at boys dancing Think they're all impressive, but they ain't do shit I'm on the groove from the grooving Losing as I use you, as I go moving, I'm crying the tears Not for myself, not for you, honey, have no fear And now I break to the floor when the old piano goes crashing Sometimes I'm not sure what I'm gonna do But I ain't here for more I take my last match, desperate passion, and a few up facts [Chorus] My old heart, it's been thirteen hours Too much of you my friend, my dear, and now I cower Looking at you, looking at you Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew My old heart, it's been thirteen hours Too much of you my friend, my dear, and now I cower Looking at you, looking at you Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew My old heart, it's been thirteen hours Too much of you my friend, my dear, and now I cower Looking at you, looking at you Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew [Outro] Love it, oh, sometimes at least I fall, shit Put it up, I was to call home sometimes