Your Simple Song - Loner Chic
I can't listen to your simple songs
When you sing the words the spirit's gone
Your eyes glisten but the words come out wrong
I can't listen to your songs
I can't stomach the sound of your voice
Your mouth emits an awful noise
It grates on my ears it pulls on my strings
I can't listen to you sing
Because I can't respect any spade
That calls itself by another name
And I don't believe anyone
Who favors the moon over the sun
Dance with me still my last ditch love
Drink 'til we're intoxicated enough
Your arms are soft but your heart's become rough
Pretend that this will only happen once
I'll do the same
I hate myself because I'm a spade
That calls itself by another name