Lyrics:

poison oak some boyhood bravery when a telephone was a tin can on a string and i fell asleep with you still talking to me you said you weren't afraid to die in polaroids you were dressed in womans clothes were you made ashamed? why'd you lock them in the drawer? well i don't think that i ever loved you than when you turned away when you slammed the door when you stole the car drove towards mexico and you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm i was young enough i still believed in war but let the poets cry themselves to sleep an all there tearful words will turn back into steam me i'm a single cell on the serpents tongue theres a muddy field where the garden was well im glad you got away but i'm still stuck out here my clothes are soaking wet from your brothers tears and i never thought this life was possible your the yellow bird that i've been waiting for the end of paralysis i was a statuette now i'm drunk as hell on a piano bench and when i press the keys its all gets reversed the sound of loneliness makes me happier