The Deer and the Derrick

oh dear, the derrick has overflowed

while the worst of this town is cloned behind a shed

i cannot wish for anything

but a tattoo for each regret until im spent(chorus)

i wouldn't say that shes like her mother

i couldn't tell if she loved her father

you aren't mine now

you wouldn't say that shes like her mother

you couldn't tell if she loved her father

you aren't mine nowthe man in charge of the dirty words

has a horse that he keeps in stirrups

so he can make his bread

and now the legend has come alive

on the tip of my cigarette

they're just lies(bridge)

and all i can say is sorry

but i know it means shit

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