Number Twelve Looks Like You Grandfather Lyrics

There has never ever been a dull moment
We can kiss the highest clouds
And name them after movie stars

Your fingers
They're flower pots
And as the cuticles crack the stem comes through
You'll never know a poet's eyes unless you see them for yourself

Hear me now

After the truth is found there will be a suicide
Hear me now and grant my wishes as sins, not ignorance
Endangered now, with pockets full of oil
All I have left is a face f*cking
Homicidal waste of time

Take these roads
Take them fast

My legs collapse in harmony with the music And I plummet down forever

I can write the dialogue to a script about your death
I'm walking across 2nd Avenue
I'm tripping across Lexington
I'm falling down Park Avenue
And dying on Broadway

We can wish amongst wish
Hope against hope

You have become a new bloody valentine
Over and over again
I've watched you killing yourself
Hold my hand, let's start the decay

One shot

You'll never know a poet's eyes unless you see them for yourself

One shot in the mouth