Three times a day Cooks a spoon of powder I wash the dishes piled in his tub If I wait too long he may never stand up
Up
He lies awake on an empty canvas And tilts his brush Watching brilliance drip circles on the floor
And I lay his shirt on the bed
I fall inside picture frames Breathing in his oil paints He doesn't see me
He wanders in His mouth looks thin' Like a child who stands there shaking
I can feel his anger choke me
Jimmy Rose works from twelve to five To pay off the doctor that he prescribes
There's kerosene in the wishing well And I throw a penny still holding on to his hand
And I watch him drift close his eyes I fall inside picture frames
Breathing in his oil paints He doesn't see me
He wanders in His mouth looks thing
Like a child who stands there shaking I can feel his anger choke me
Under the gun Under my clothes He's feeding me I'll never know
I'll never know
I'll never know
He wanders in His mouth looks thing Like a child who stands there shaking I can feel his anger choke me
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Nastasia [00:16.62]Jimmy Rose owns a tattoo parlor [00:18.70] [00:19.28]Three times a day [00:20.72]Cooks a spoon of powder [00:22.56]I wash the dishes piled in his tub [00:25.83]If I wait too long he may never stand up [00:32.09] [00:36.67]Up [00:40.67] [00:43.59]He lies awake on an empty canvas [00:46.04]And tilts his brush [00:47.63]Watching brilliance drip circles on the floor [00:53.85] [00:57.48]And I lay his shirt on the bed [01:02.62] [01:03.38]I fall inside picture frames [01:08.46]Breathing in his oil paints [01:11.15]He doesn't see me [01:13.91] [01:15.51]He wanders in [01:18.72]His mouth looks thin' [01:22.06]Like a child who stands there shaking [01:24.80] [01:25.41]I can feel his anger choke me [01:28.16] [01:48.22]Jimmy Rose works from twelve to five [01:50.84]To pay off the doctor that he prescribes [01:54.06] [01:54.80]There's kerosene in the wishing well [01:57.58]And I throw a penny still holding on to his hand [02:05.58] [02:09.05]And I watch him drift close his eyes [02:14.65]I fall inside picture frames [02:19.07] [02:19.83]Breathing in his oil paints [02:22.78]He doesn't see me [02:25.54] [02:27.10]He wanders in [02:30.31]His mouth looks thing [02:33.23] [02:33.76]Like a child who stands there shaking [02:37.04]I can feel his anger choke me [02:39.81] [02:43.83]Under the gun [02:45.64]Under my clothes [02:47.12]He's feeding me [02:48.58]I'll never know [02:49.87] [02:51.98]I'll never know [02:53.06] [02:55.25]I'll never know [02:56.23] [02:58.48]He wanders in [03:01.81]His mouth looks thing [03:04.86]Like a child who stands there shaking [03:07.89]I can feel his anger choke me
