doctor this disease

i tell tales tall as cliffs

you've got a lisp

kid, those things are hard to miss

like my cripple cough

all your weekends lost by the lake

when you said i needn't be afraid

of all those devils on the wall

that make a fella small

when he's feelin' brave

they take his wine away

there were posters on the wall

i swear my mother saw

and i've been up all night

up all night

and you came well equipped

with a gun on your hip

and some poison on your lips

but when we wake up in our makeup

we'll be clean

and we won't have nowhere to be

oh, but i can't talk to you

the way i've wanted to

i've been tellin' lies

but i'll tell you the truth

darlin', i'm tired

and i should be leavin', leavin'

you know i'm tired

and i should be leavin'

leavin' tonight

as tall as cliffs

margot & the nuclear so and so's