The Ripples - Pica**o Gotcha Down lyrics

Heuser/Pierce There's someone in my ceiling at night And I want to help her I want to tell her all about my youth But something in the way her hair's tied She's not about to stay I've got no cards to play when her belly is full And it seems That the sum of her dreams Was less than a scene with her lover I see her shoulder's sullen sinking And I want to help her Don't want to sell her any one of my friends But she just asks what I'm drinking And goes off to get herself the same And though I'm circling the drain I'll follow her Round the bender Oh the tempest Oh the soft and metal ground And I know that I don't say what I'm thinking I know that I'm just a flimsy old fool And when you see you're not Pica**o When your excitement fades Pa**ing the time plays no marching snare for you And when you back breaks from laughter When your smile shines with spite For every whisper-ridden night that normally haunts you Write it in gemstone Put it where it can breathe I know that I don't say what I'm thinking I know that I'm just a flimsy old fool