Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Accident , by - Lisa Loeb. Song from the album The Way It Really Is, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 10.03.2014
Record label: Furious Rose
Song language: English
Accident |
| The heir is introduced |
| She waltzes through her ballroom |
| Swirling in her sequins, showing off her gown |
| She steps on her own train |
| She falls, she cracks her jaw |
| Aghast her husband giggles |
| He gasps |
| She slipped on spilled champagne |
| And we crowd around the accident |
| We want to see the worst |
| We crowd around the accident |
| We want to see what hurts |
| They’re leaning in the corner |
| He’s buried in a baggie |
| They say he’s mischevious sometimes |
| She’s pretty, and her elbows are so pointy |
| They’re dangerous talking in the locker room |
| His nose bleeds so profusely |
| But no one tell him he’s the star |
| They watch like at the movies that he’s famous for |
| And we crowd around the accident |
| We want to see the worst |
| We crowd around the accident |
| We want to see what hurts |
| Two stories about to fall |
| Boasting at the swing set, marching down the hall |
| She yelled, 'cause he upset her desk |
| Don’t yell |
| He’s picking sides, he’s hitching rides to school |
| His father left in winter |
| He’s no one’s son |
| If I can poke her with a pencil, I can pop her with a gun |
| And we crowd around the accident |
| We want to see the worst |
| We crowd around the accident |
| We want to see what hurts |
| We think… |
| I’m glad it wasn’t me |
| And turn up the TV |
| And squeeze our eyes shut, but leave a space to see |