Could I Be Your Girl
Hide your heart under the bed and lock
your secret drawer. Wash the angels
from your head won't need them anymore.
Love is a demon and you're the one he's
coming for. Oh my Lord.
He's bringing sweet salvation, let temptation
take him in. He's every fear and every hope
and every sing sin. He's the universe the
love you've been imagining. Oh my Lord.
Oh my Lord. Oh my Lord.
And I am ashes. I am Jesus. I am precious.
Could I be your girl. Could I be your girl.
Put a chair against the door and turn the lights
down low. Write a letter to yourself
no-one will ever know. Tell them all about
the girl who just refused to fall. Oh my Lord.
He is the very breath you feel inside your lungs at night.
He is the bitter wind who's drying up your appetite.
He is the darkness that seeps into your fading light.
Oh my Lord. Oh my Lord.
And I am ashes. I am Jesus. I am precious. Could I be
your girl. Could I be your girl. I am worthless
sounds compared to all your perfect words.
Could I be your girl. Could I be your girl.
Wash the angels from your hair won't need them
anymore. Hide your heart under the bed and lock
your secret drawer. Love is the demon and you're
the one he's coming for. Oh my Lord. Oh my Lord.
Could I be your girl. Could I be your girl.
Can you see my heart beating in my mouth
Thank God the bones will keep it there inside
And you won’t have to see this latest casualty
And you can get yourself away from
all my demolition love
Can you hear me laugh dazed and scared to death
Thank God my thoughts aren’t drifting
through the air
‘Cause you would catch me there bound so
tightly to your knees
The dirt beneath your feet is all I need
to be completely mad
Yeah hey hey
Yeah hey hey
Can you picture me here in Calgary
Thank God the voices screaming in my head
would sooner wish instead than face the
bitterness of loss
I can take it now I know myself in
demolition love
Yeah hey hey
Yeah hey hey
Yeah hey hey
Can you see my heart
Looking For It
I’ll bite the hand that feeds the pain
I’ll lay my life down for love
I lost the truth, I lost my way
But I am looking for it
Oh I am looking for it now
I am looking for it
Oh I am looking for myself
A savior sent to save the world
An angel has no armor
Now torn and bent, no wings unfurl
we are looking for it
Oh we are looking for it now
we are looking for it
We need to find but one thing good
And under every star (I’m finding Heaven)
In every breath of air (I’m finding Heaven)
In everything I have (I’m finding Heaven)
In everything I am ... oh
The world is big, the world is bad
But I will find the beauty - I see a vision in
my head. I am looking for it
Oh I am looking for it
Oh I am looking for myself.
I am looking for it - I am looking for it now
I am looking for it
Oh I am looking for it now
Oh I am looking for myself
Insensitive
How do you cool your lips
after a summer’s kiss
how do you rid the sweat
after the body bliss
How do you turn your eyes
from the romantic glare
how do you block the sound
of a voice you’d know anywhere
Oh, I really should have known
by the time you drove me home
by the vagueness in your eyes
casual good-byes
by the chill in your embrace
the expression on your face
that told me
you might have some advice to give
on how to be
insensitive
How do you numb your skin
after the warmest touch
how do you slow your blood
after the body rush
how do you free your soul
after you’ve found a friend
how do you teach your heart
it’s a crime to fall in love again
Oh, you probably won’t remember me
it’s probably ancient history
I’m one of the chosen few
who went ahead and fell for you
I’m out of vogue, I’m out of touch
I fell too fast, I feel too much
I thought that you might have
some advice to give on how to be
insensitive
Hold out your heart and on it let the sun shine down
Open your mind and through it let the wisdom pour
Give me your word and I will give you all my trust
Give me a sign and I will give you all my love
There’s dirt in my mouth from kissing who
I should not dare
There’s mud coming out with every rip and every tear
This thing beneath my ribs sill beat me to the ground
I’ve got to hold out my heart, on it let the sun
shine down (got to hold out my heart)
The sun shine down
My guilty skin like gasoline is burning out a hole in me
my guilty heart lies here in ruin, in ruin
Nobody knows me, no one will ever see
the distance between what is and what will never be
A bird will break his wings
Like a heart will cut her strings
And there isn’t anything to comfort me
My guilty skin like gasoline is burning out a hole in me
my guilty heart lies here in ruin, in ruin
A bird will break his wings
Like a heart will cut her strings
And there isn’t anything to comfort me (hold out your heart)
Gasoline
Gasoline
Wonderdrug
Be my lover, be my baby, be my wonderdrug
Be my flower, weeping silver tears on
a rusted heart.
Don’t say a word, just let me kiss it
all away
No more sorrow, no more sadness no more
Be my lover, baby you just got to want me
I don’t know, can’t think, not even breathing
Be my blood-stained suit of armor, be my everything
Don’t say you love me ‘cause I don’t care
I love you more than you will ever know
No more worry, no more trouble, no more sadness
An no more sorrow
Oh my heart shines when you kiss my mouth
What a sweet surprise
And I stop cold when you’re in the room
And you look my way
Say my name, say my name
Be my lover, Be my, Be my baby
Be my wonderdrug, my wonderdrug
my wonderdrug. Be my, be my baby
Be my lover
Be my wonderdrug
Living under June, living under her
Living under June, living under her
I’ve got a black and white television
I’ve got an indigo gas oven
I’ve got holes in my head
Holes in my head
I’ve got filthy rotten wall to wall
I’ve got a couch made out of corduroy
My cat’s dying, words flying, leading
down from the shower stall
And that’s not all
Living under June, living under her
Living under June, living under her
I can’t believe the things I hear
Falling from the atmosphere
Sexual atrocities are happening right over me
And I can’t sleep
Living under June, living under her
Living under June, living under her
Living under June, living under her
Good Mother
I flagged a taxi long before you wake
The sun had not yet risen, morning not yet broke
It looks like rain
It looks like rain
A little starling swept above my sleepy head
He plucked a single hair and took off
Laughing madly as he fled
The driver drinking brandy said, "here is to the day"
It looks like rain
It looks like rain
And every breath I ever took
Every tear I ever wept
Every star I wished upon
seemed nothing until now
Every prayer I ever said
seemed strangely answered now
Could it be I’m in love? Could it be I’m in love?
I made the driver park the car beside the sea
I gazed upon the fading dark
And slowly buckled at the knees
The driver drinking gladly said "here is to the day"
it looks like rain
it looks like rain
(chorus repeat)