The Lucksmiths - Weatherboard Lyrics
It was summer when she moved inAnd it was winter when she moved out againAnd the sky was usually blueAnd the single bed was big enough for twoIt's funny the things that stay with youHer jewellery on the table and the smell of her perfumeThe candle wax on the carpet, singing in the supermarketAnd the wall paper in her bedroomI'll never understand how it happened like thisI drew an open hand and she drew a fistI drew an arrow and a heart, she drew a razor and a wristShe said 'I love you when it's sunny'But the sun refused to shineAnd I was crucified on the clothes lineShe stole a magazine from the laundromatDid it weigh upon her conscience as it lay upon her lapThe body is willing but the mind is weakThe champagne is chilling and the wine is cheapThe milk was always spilling and we cried ourselves to sleepIt was summer when she moved inAnd it was winter when she moved house againThe boxes on the floorAnd the note that she pinned to my doorThis house is made of sticksThis house is made of strawThis house is made of bricksThis house is made of weatherboard
