Capo 7th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

 Your back curves like a creeping vine

 with the answers in the fluid in the stem of the spine

 In the black-coffee bowl of your eye

 why do you overestimate the size of the lie?

 I've seen

 the dangers of

 your rising sign

but i swear

i'd like

to drink the fuel straight from your lighter

it's all inside the wrist, it's

all inside the way you time it

 i resent the way you make me like myself

My nerves jump

like a boiling pan

like a skillet full of oil spits,

rattling on the burner

when i stumble onto the thought

of the match you lit and dropped and set the

dial to slow yearn

i've seen

the dangers of

your rising sign

but i swear

i'd like

to drink the fuel straight from your lighter

it's all inside the wrist, it's

all inside the way you time it

i resent the way you make me like myself

can i spell it out?

should i spell it out?

i've seen

the dangers of

your rising sign

but i swear

i'd like

to drink the fuel straight from your lighter

it's all inside the wrist, it's

all inside the way you time it

i resent the way you make me like myself