Wooden Hands Fuck Your Heart Lyrics & Chords By Schoolboy Rousseau

The coroner threw a party, At the county jail. It was bare light bulbs, And green concrete. Minute Maid and processed cheese. And I, I was the entertainment. I, was the topic of...read more

I think I was drunk, Or nearly there for a while. I don't remember everything I said, But I remember your smile. I don't remember what song was on As we read the Missed...read more

If time had a place, a space for your past, Like a little novel you wanted to read again and again, Would I be in your novel? Would I begin and end in it? If I had a space, a place...read more

Right on cue with your impeccable delivery, Alienating but true. You laugh and I can't reply. Lately I've been less than inspired As we cash all the checks Just to barely...read more

You've lost time in the best of houses. You wake up tired in the evening hours. And so you drift from room to room in shorts and socks. And you ignore the phone, the friend who...read more