The Mountain Goats - Dilaudid lyrics

The reception's gotten fuzzy The delicate balance has shifted Put on your gloves and black pumps Let's pretend the fog has lifted Now you see me, now you don't Now you say you love me Pretty soon you won't If we get our full three score and ten We won't pa** this way again So kiss me with your mouth open Turn the tires toward the street And stay sweet All the chickens come on home to roost Plump bodies blotting out the sky You know it breaks my heart in half, in half When I see them trying to see them fly 'Cuz you just can't do things your body wasn't meant to Hike up your fishnets, I know you If we live to see the other side of this I will remember your kiss So do it with your mouth open And take your foot off of the brake For Christ's sake!