Craig Finn - Be Honest lyrics

Her body was an outpost for ideas that didn't work A nation failed and broken Invaded and then burned And the crumbles and the ashes that settled in her purse Were the ruins of an empire and the people we once were We were limping up towards Lake Street and she motioned towards the church Said the hardest question thing they ask me is “Amanda does it hurt?” ‘Cause it's not pain its more like pressure and on the edges of my eyes I see scales and bloody feathers when I look into the lights And my pa**word is “be honest” And my network is evolved And I can't guarantee I'll pick up every time that you call Ain't it spooky when they all go away? Ain't it strange when they just disappear? It really s**s getting sick on the bus It even worse when the teenagers cheer Ain't it funny how we all get by? But not the way that makes us laugh The lust burns off into handshakes and hugs In the end it comes down to the cash I was calling from the carpark when they kicked in the door They pulled the pistols from the holsters Put the people on the floor It's not the fear, it's the frustration Getting sick of being scared They pulled your princess to her feet Made a handle from her hair I was thinking about the progress How a change is going to come I was hearing the announcements I was running from the guns Desperation fueled the dancers There's a sadness in the s** They lingered over dinners and then ran out on the check And our safeword is still “stop it” And our style is self involved And I can't guarantee I'll pick up every time that you call Ain't it something how the people switch partners? Yeah, you just got to wait your turn It's really hard getting kicked in the heart It's even worse watching big buildings burn Ain't it strange how it all fades to black Just when it starts to feel really nice? I was banging round your party Trying to locate all the love and the light And the speed it crested early and then it ran its course I showered and got ready and started on my chores It was rushing through my blood It was coming from my pores And my heart was charging forward and I threw up off the porch We were limping up on Lake Street and she motioned towards the church She said the hardest question ever is “Amanda does it hurt?” It's not pain, it's just a pressure but it some ways that's much worse The ruins of an empire and the people we once were If revolution is really coming then we all need to be well So maybe it's just best if we both take care of ourselves