Album: Live at the Troubadour
Start up the car
Bury your memories
Call on your lovers
Speaking slow and heavy
Call up your boyfriends
From out by the ocean
While I get my last rites read by thieves
I get my last rites read by thieves
You look so holy
Standing in the water
From all my pictures
I worshiped before you
My baby just ain't no good
My baby just-
She ain't no good