Song | The Shrew |
Artist | Beirut |
Album | March of the Zapotec & Realpeople - Holland |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
She wasn't ever obliged | |
To lift me a buckle or rise | |
And once her eyes covered with flies | |
The pain she no longer disguised | |
Windows that | |
I'm terrorized in time | |
Never to ignite | |
There was once a time beside | |
It holds each one in light' | |
Til the market left dry | |
How long she's been by my side | |
But at last, the stable's retired |