Miss Haversham
Ed Cosens, Jon McClure
(Here we are)
Taste the words as you spit them
(Here we are)
Out since we're the chosen few
Are you buildin' a wall 'round your heart?
So no one can get through to you
(Here we are)
No, Miss Haversham is out though
(Here we are)
More than you know
And you can try that I'd seek and find
Even in an empty foam, but
(Here we are)
Feel just as fine in your actions
(Here we are)
Penetrate the pavement frost
(Here we are)
Blame the lips that should never have touched
But did so twice too much
(Here we are)
Pull out the pig now
(Here we are)
Twist until they did not see
(Here we are)
Spend your life in a sax while I, arrow shadow of a what might be