Let’s spill it out on your brother’s bed
Some crumpled notes you said you never should have read
A pocketbook with a broken mirror
“Y’know, a few of these things I haven’t seen in years”

What’s that beneath those old receipts
Looks like a photo of you before you knew me
And who’s that old postcard from
It’s from a place I never ever even heard of

Ba bop ba bah ba-ba bah
Ba bop ba bah ba ba-ba-ba

The clothes you wore and your hair was shorn
Camouflage from a dusty, dusty war
A handbag I think I’ve seen before
If you spill it all out I know we could fit more

More, more
More Handbag Memoirs
More, more, more
The Handbag Memoirs

All the notes that you wrote without me in mind
It’s alright
And all the places that you’ve seen before me
I guess it’s all right
Some things you carry on your shoulder far too long

Lyrics submitted by cultjam

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