moodswing whiskey
jeff buckley
drank it all in the morning
waiting for the dark to move in
sitting in my step-sister's kitchen
horseflies on the window sill
eyes trained on the lemon king
and wishing it were a gun
i'm thinking of our wedding rings
trapped inside the heater
spring water on the floor of this
the nightmare's fires burn
i tried to stop it with my hand
did a crazy shot of whiskey
all i could see was the beer
i face the future with a drink in my right
eyes to the sparkling gloom
say boost me up to your junkyard paradise
boost me up to your junkyard paradise
with a sweet-ass photo of you
stung my tongue just like
love. yes mood swing whiskey has my brain
only you can break this chain
are you here in my bed again
can you hear my love again
run down the subway station babe
all and present histories erased
yeah the leaves are made of
and i said this is all the headless acrobats
faces crushed in the circus dust
all for the law of gravity
and the price of admission
beautiful loser warm hearts have let you down
beautiful loser warm hearts have left you
you. i think of mankind in quotation marks
ever since i took a drink from you
this is for all the headless acrobats
faces crushed in the circus dust
all in the name of gravity
and the price of admission
beautiful loser while eyes have let you now
beautiful loser while eyes have let you now
i think of mankind in quotation marks
ever since i took a drink of you