Arm Over Arm - Screaming Females

Another hangs at high noon

A choir is gagged and stabbed with a spoon

I drop through the cracks, you know the feeling

Pieces of sewed to your hair

A constant watch and white-fist repair

You know me well, besides, I know you

Record of fools

Record of fools

Record

This battle is so easy to do

You heat it up for sale

I made my way across the room

And my time is over now

Setting sights on what you have done

Pouring bleach on to my lawn

I took the only

And my time is over now

My absence is all that you need

It’s so much easier to conceive

I’d rob us blind

Look from up in the trees

Here is cupid covered in fleas

I’d find way all the sound and wings I drew

Record of fools

Record of fools

Record