Lyrics

He slept in my bed After i filled his body with Insects and panic and Grandfather sewn seeds I was useless inside him! Trade organs for oceans! Is there a vaccine for this To clean out all the unborn kids? (a whole graveyard here in this bed) He broke me good where the landlord left scars Emptied all the bedrooms to reclaim the stretch marks We were to our throats in grass! We tore down the treehouses! & our brothers were kindling For the lovesongs that we couldn't sing Because we drowned all our songs in the bathtub (you could hear them way up in the rafters) & the preachers sleeping in the attic stole them all for scriptures So we sing nothing, now Our mothers ask us how The bible tells us so We sing the songs we know