A Tangle of Blonde - Margot And The Nuclear So And So's

One, two three

One, two three

Everything changed

The day you left

I packed up a trunk

Pitched a tent in your steps

And held my breath

The day you left

Everything bleeds

If you poke it too hard

We buried the cat

In your grandmother’s yard

And had your wake for old time’s sake

This isn’t what I was trying to do

Climb out from the cold and up to your room

Oh God, save the best for last

Stone colored face

A matchbook engraved

We moved all our stuff to new

And had our wake for old times sake

This isn’t what I was trying to do

Climb out from the cold and up to the room

Oh God, save the best

Heaven knows what we were trying to prove

When we crept from the house and climbed up to the roof

Oh God, please make this quick