Lyrics

In a crooked house
Built on a crooked hill
Lives a girl and all her lovers
Left hung on from the war
And her mother spins them tails
Of all the gore

Well I used to have a room
Up on the second floor
Dead flower wall paper
Now covers up my door
And no one seems to talk much anymore

I?ll have one more cup of coffee ?fore I go
We?ll talk about tomorrow
Though we know we?ll never show
We?ll be laughin? ?bout it years on down the road

Well she should have come back down
She was much too high
Like a second rate acrobat
She slipped off of that wire
And tumbled toward the cheering fans below

I?ll have one more cup of coffee ?fore I go
We?ll draw the lines of battle
And we?ll place our punches low
They be talking ?bout it years on down the road

Don?t you want to see some light?
Does it matter who was right?
To see a child smile
Just for a little while
Ain?t all it?s cracked up to be

I?ll have one more cup of coffee ?fore I go
We?ll draw the lines of battle
And we?ll place our punches low
They?ll be whispering our names everyplace we go

I?ll have one more cup of coffee ?fore I go
We?ll drink away the memories
That all our love did hold
And we?ll think about the new ones down the road