Busted Lip - Heatmiser

I must have looked hysterical, trying to get away

Riding on an avalanche of things you just don’t say

I wanted someone’s company, but to her I’m just some guy

And I got a busted lip on a silent night

I was in your car that night, going out of town

I know something’s gotta go and I guess I’ll go now

White knuckles on the wheel and a pain above

That’s how mother nature treats everyone she loves

Drive out

Sob and trip

Got a silent busted lip

You wanna make me just like yourself

'Til I lie in tatters

He’s looking at you now

Like a little dove

True love blinking on and off

Like a bad bulb

And when he breaks himself in two

You say you must be high

But people just always do

It makes them feel alive

Break himself in two

Do you sign out?

Yes you do

You wanna make me just like you

'Til I lie in tatters

Hey little birdie sing

Hey little birdie sing

Hey little birdie sing

Hey little birdie sing