From the recording Me and My Jawbone
To Jezebel With Love
Still... the night... so still I hear the sorrow falling like the dew
In the night... In my despair at seeing what's become of you
Sweet and bright... The virgin promise that you gave when life was new
Now the sight is burned into my mind. A painted flower is what's become
of you
Jezebel... Your lips are sweet and yet my heart is full of dread
I can tell... Like all the others who have wallowed in your bed...
That since I fell for you it seems my eyes don't work and I can't find my
head
And what's that smell? The city's burning while your children sleep
" Relax... Lie down." she said
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In the night where hearts and bones are breaking
Out of sight, like the mistake you're making
Wrong and right gets lost in give and take
And push comes to shove... To Jezebel with love
In my dreams the bullets fly just like Saigon and old Beirut
You're the queen... or so you tell me while your man gives me the boot
It's a scheme you and your friends cooked up and no one can refute
By the stream of possibilities unrealized, we're torn out by the root
Movie star... You play the part of one that used to be my friend
But what you are is not a ghost of what she was to me back then
I've gone too far for getting stuck between nowhere and might have been
And life's a scar running up and down your back and love waits for you
in the lion's den
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