(words & music by g. stephens - l. reed) These long lonely evenings Here i...
I wish i had a sylvia plath Busted tooth and a smile And cigarette ashes...
Sylvia is missing - Dark stars tattooed Across her face... Tiny bruises Black & blue...
You look just like Sylvia: Well you look like her to me - the way...
Sarah sylvia cynthia stout Would not take the garbage out She'd scour the pots and...
Stolen hearts and broken bones wind up your jealous friends...
Whose side are you on is there a reason too...
Bow down to me the truth fairy queen shades of...
i said, slide back, relax I wanna hold you, but...
Pour yourself a strong drink she said thats all i...
The red light shines in back of me and im...
Cant you spend just a little bit a precious time...
first of all I'm not as down as you And...
He came down to the city because he was hungry...
I saw it myself it was all in a morning...