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The Season of Divorce Lyrics
Call this a lock of hair
Call this a fingernail
Some New York voodoo to remember me by
Glenn says it's not a happy ending
But I disagree
I'm not so sure you aren't suffocating, too
More subtly
We were just children then
It comes to nothing
You can't disagree
You always moved my paintings upstairs
For company's sake
I hung my Ph.D. above the kitchen sink
Your blue-eyed green-eyed grey-eyed
Wire girl and debutante
I'm tired of being Isabel Osmond
If that's what you want
This supposed sanctity
So what are you still holding on for?
Your gift-wrapped, molded dreams?
Kid, you'll see me on the weekend outside
Oh, nevermind
Call this a fingernail
Some New York voodoo to remember me by
Glenn says it's not a happy ending
But I disagree
I'm not so sure you aren't suffocating, too
More subtly
It comes to nothing
You can't disagree
For company's sake
I hung my Ph.D. above the kitchen sink
Your blue-eyed green-eyed grey-eyed
Wire girl and debutante
I'm tired of being Isabel Osmond
If that's what you want
Your gift-wrapped, molded dreams?
Kid, you'll see me on the weekend outside
Song Info
Submitted by
michial On Sep 16, 2005
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