Lyrics:

She'd bruised so black they watched it fade through the full spectrum of colours
They kept it like a pet,
A private joke;
They told no others
And how the tissue repaired,
And how it turned to yellow,
And she found it disgusting 'cause it didn't match her clothing
He said 'that's not yellow,
It's golden'

Walk out onto your front lawn and face into the rain,
Shout into the wind this'll never be the same

They promised they'd be best of friends from now until forever,
But both were far too needy not to fall for the other
And how the frequent public displays of sisterly affection left her feeling safe,
Left him with an erection

Walk out onto your front lawn and face into the rain,
Shout into the wind this'll never be the same

Her body barely visible as bleach white as the bedsheets
As stiff as starched,
Only perceptible as the middle was still branded with a heat rash,
In the perfect shape of the Show Me State
Your come on lines sound disastrous;
Noise more foreboding than volcano or earthquake

Walk out onto your front lawn and face into the rain,
Shout into the wind this'll never be the same

Walk out onto your front lawn and face into the rain,
Shout into the wind this'll never be the same

Letter from me to Charlotte;
'They appropriated everything we ever loved and dressed it up in quotations and fluff
And I had a dream:
[though said with hand in pocket,
I mean it hand on heart]
You held a gun to his head,
Pressed your thumbs to her throat'

In these letters
Letters from me to Charlotte

Walk out onto your front lawn and face into the rain,
Shout into the wind this'll never be the same

Walk out onto your front lawn and face into the rain,
Shout into the wind this'll never be the same

This will never be the same,
Things will never be the same again