Fireworks - Bed Sores Lyrics
I'm glad that you still came byIt wasn't really icy outsideI was just in one of my moodsNow we're laughing on bed sheets in my roomMy mother she slept on the couchWhile deer hooves made holes in the groundMaybe my brother's bloodDripped on me from the top bunkChorus:I keep telling myself, that everybody's tale's better than my ownAnd my Hell is my ownThe neighbors were young back thenAnd their homes were new to themNow they can't sleep at night'Cause their husbands are dying inside, their husbands are dying insideCHORUSBridge:These houses are headstonesThese basements they are gravesAfter getting out, I never thought I would want back inI want back inCHORUS