| Hey, Mrs Crooked Spine, walking ominously
|
| Swinging right leg after left
|
| You’re drinking bottle after bottle
|
| Of uncertainty it seems
|
| But you’ve had metal rods put in your back
|
| So show them what that means
|
| Yeah, your ex-lover owes you money
|
| And I don’t think he’s coming through
|
| 'Cause he’s a scumbag alcoholic
|
| Lost his way at twenty-two
|
| He’s a spineless ordinary
|
| Without a single rod
|
| To hold his back up straight
|
| Stop acting like you don’t deserve happiness
|
| I saw you trapped inside a cave
|
| As I was resting on a hill
|
| Hans was in there with you too
|
| The water rising for the kill
|
| I tried to pull you out but couldn’t get you
|
| Through that two foot gap
|
| I walked away and paced in panic
|
| I wasn’t sure of what to do
|
| The dead moss resting by an isolated
|
| Boulder was a clue
|
| Sometimes there’s no way out
|
| Sometimes you drown your loved ones there to watch
|
| Stop feeling like you were never important to me
|
| Strong spine
|
| You’re lighting your whole world on fire
|
| Beat up and bruised like you used to be
|
| S-shaped vertebrae
|
| You got stories to tell the world
|
| Don’t be so scared to tell them
|
| What you’ve been through
|
| I’m sure you’re fed up with the distance
|
| As much as me and if not more
|
| But we don’t show that much resistance
|
| Never settled up the score
|
| Maybe we’re cold and somewhat callous
|
| From all the bullshit we’ve endured
|
| Like around addiction
|
| That leaves you screaming at the walls
|
| As we deliberate between letting it ring
|
| And picking up the calls
|
| To a slurred out conversation
|
| Built with shame and brutal self-deprecation
|
| Stop talking like you don’t deserve anything
|
| Strong spine
|
| You’re lighting your whole world on fire
|
| Beat up and bruised like you used to be
|
| S-shaped vertebrae
|
| You got stories to tell the world
|
| Don’t be so scared to tell them
|
| What you’ve been through
|
| I know I wasn’t good to you
|
| When we were growing up
|
| And I blame myself for doing damage
|
| To your confidence
|
| I wish I could take it back
|
| Despite how much we’ve overcome
|
| I was such an angry child
|
| But that’s no excuse to lean on
|
| You worried endlessly for days
|
| About the scar upon your back
|
| I said that scar was something special
|
| No matter how some kids react
|
| You have spinal reinforcement
|
| So you get out there and you show them
|
| What that means |