It’s not a mission to undertake... it’s just a stupid little mistake
Bronze and embossed, and spit out of a Chrysler’s exhaust
With stories of darlings who were lost.

You drove a stake through the heart of the metropolitan sprawl
Had to put down their names just to remember it all
You boomeranged through Georgia, sweet Maryland and Maine
Life there felt so different, but it thrilled you just the same
Yes, it thrilled you just the same.

And I wanted to break his legs, but after a couple of days
There’s nothing to be done, we’re laying side-by-side in the sun
But I still brought my submachine gun.

You drove a stake through the heart of the metropolitan sprawl
Had to put down their names just to remember it all
You boomeranged through Georgia, sweet Maryland and Maine
Life there felt so different, but it thrilled you just the same
Yes, it thrilled you just the same.

Your naked knees hit my vision like a hammer
A memory I’ll take comfort in when I’m old and bitter
Help me to understand all the secrets you thought you covered up
I love you so dearly, darling, and this afternoon has us on the cusp.


Lyrics submitted by Azaleliath

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