When the wind comes the spider leaves her web And waits in the groove of the window Last night the rain looked so thick in the streetlight I thought it might be snow The reflection of the powerlines and the spiderweb In the house across the street What's going on with you every night? I really want to know But I get too tired to speak
When you dance that way Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no "That's my clavicle", you say I know you'll dance If you can stand
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And I think it'll be better, it will be someday The spider bites across your back will all go away And I'll stay And I will be clearer and not so pushed around By every small mouth that makes a very small, sad sound
"I got sick", you say But I don't know, I don't remember When you bite my ear Your breath's the loudest thing I ever hear If you could stand
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And the good days are like presents we get to unwrap When no one's around so we don't have to thank anyone I tried to speak louder so you'd understand I want you to sleep here Make this cold part of the bed warm again
"That's my web", you sing The spider's day looks very boring "That's my clavicle" Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no If you could stand
One more night stand One more night stand One more night stand One more one night stand (if you could stand) One more night stand One more night stand One more night stand One more one night standTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
