Your mouth
is your religion.
You put your faith in a hole like that.
You put your trust in your relief.
Above your jaw, no relief have I found.
I heard your story when you come home.
You said you went to see your sister last night.
You might lose a bunch of teeth and find a funeral
rift while you've been laying in the ground all alone.
So
tell me where are you coming from with all
those eyes as you stumble at the breaking
of the day?
Where are you coming from, my shotgun say?
Cause he just might wanna blow you away.
Cause he just might wanna blow you away.
An evil woman
can make you cry.
If you believe her every time she lies.
She'll be a big fool if she makes you lose your cool.
And so I got me some advice you should try.
Just let her talk a little.
Just let her talk a little more.
She runs out of words.
Just say the same thing that I told you before.
Now tell me where are you coming from with
all those eyes as you stumble at the breaking