Slow Pain

I feel a slow pain coming up my back

I feel a slow pain

Know everything covering my tracks

Know everything

I put my finger in last night’s wine

I like the way it drips 

I pat it around my eyes

I taste it on my lips

Whats with the mood do you feel rude what do you say

The burning cool of one fool turns into little things that stay

When I went to bed the sun was 

Coming up on West LA

My recollections may fade

But my memories sleigh

I never called I just walked while you talked the whole way

I beat you home but not alone to atone little things that stay

I heard the lock slide on the front door

The sound of steel on steel

I heard your shirt hit the floor

The sound of how I feel

The hot wet tears came from the dregs that hit my legs that way

The burning cool of one fool turns into little things that stay

I feel a slow pain coming up my back

I feel a slow pain

Know everything covering my tracks

Know everything

I feel a slow pain coming up my back

I feel a slow pain

Know everything covering my tracks

I feel a slow pain