Letra de Hurting and Shoving (She Should Have Let Me Sleep) (2009 Remaster)
When I get back When I get back When I get backPre-break of dawn Hear the ring It's me, live from a pay phone Talking in the rain Things pan out exactly as I say they will Will I be less happy when I get back?Two hand in one glove As if we were poor The hard-up make the soup from stones Like the poor before them did beforeYou say! You say! The waiting could crush your heartBut it's nothing new to me Have you crave me so desperately But I know how, when you need me, you bleed for me Though now I'm gone, you fill my shoes with new fans Always and forever We are apart and may she see She'd be free, rejoicing in distance If she only let me sleepWill things make less happy when I get back?When I get back When I get back When I get backAbsence makes the heart grow still Abuse the hunt; confuse the kill I know, I knowYou say! You say! The waiting could crush your heartBut it's nothing new to me Have you crave me so desperately But I know how, when you need me, you bleed for me Though now I'm gone, you fill my shoes with new fans Always and forever We are apart and may she see She'd be free, rejoicing in distance If she only let me sleepMake the dead feel deader, deader Make the dead sleep nights with a razor, waiting Make the dead feel deader, deader Make the dead sleep nights with a razor, waiting Make the dead feel deader, deader Make the dead sleep nights with a razor, waiting Make the dead feel deader, deader Make the dead sleep nights with a razor, waiting Kill the preyI'll hold my child's head underwater If it's a boy, I was joking If it's a daughter I'll say I did what I did because I had to And if you find my kid later Tell her I laughed tooBut it's nothing new to me Have you crave me so desperately But I know how, when you need me, you bleed for me Though now I'm gone, you fill my shoes with new fans Always and forever We are apart and may she see She'd be free, rejoicing in distance If she only let me sleepWhen I get backWe just might work out fine Because I love you enough To let you give the pain that I want And when you do I just might fuck you enough to love you Once upon my night stand Lied letters piled in columns Postmarked Middle Island Out east in the country of Solemn