Needle in the Hay - Juliana Hatfield

Your hand on his arm

Haystack charm around your neck

Strung out and thin

Calling some friend, trying to cash some check

He’s acting dumb

That’s what you’ve come to expect

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay

He’s wearing your clothes

Head down to toes a reaction to you

You say you know what he did

But, you, idiot kid

You don’t have a clue

Sometimes they just get caught in the eye

You’re pulling him through

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay

Now on the bus

Nearly touching this dirty retreat

Falling out

6th and Powell, a dead sweat in my teeth

Gonna walk, walk, walk

Four more blocks plus the one in my brain

Down downstairs to the man

He’s gonna make it all okay

I can’t be myself

I can’t be myself and I don’t want to talk

I’m taking the cure so I can be quiet wherever I want

So leave me alone

You ought to be proud that I’m getting good marks

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay

Needle in the hay