Kate Has
Kate has dolls eyes, a lion's heart, and a smile
it's everything, everything
they don't get about our great Midwest
the news came down, she picks me up
we drive downtown or down south
Kate, I said, my chest is knit
so tight, from rib to rib, is this like dying?
Kate, I said, my chest is knit
like up so tight from rib across to rib
and everyday i wake up sick
Kate, I said my chest is knit
up so tight from rib to rib
and everyday i wake up sick
the weight it sits so high and tight
a cinderblock, like every night
to fly a plane, but try to crash
all the things i burned to ash
faces blank and fade away
a nation state in chronic pain
your love's a lucky thing I get to take
since he died, i'll always hurt
still wake up and go to work
mind goes up, a burning house
to stand outside with cottonmouth
the world's a bear, i'm a mouse
still scared they'll flush me out
Kate, I said, my chest is knit
like up so tight from rib across to rib
she says, why don't we get some groceries?
and what are we gonna wear on New Years?
she says, why don't we get some groceries?
what are we gonna wear on New Years Eve?
it's everything, everything
they don't get about our great Midwest
the news came down, she picks me up
we drive downtown or down south
Kate, I said, my chest is knit
so tight, from rib to rib, is this like dying?
Kate, I said, my chest is knit
like up so tight from rib across to rib
and everyday i wake up sick
Kate, I said my chest is knit
up so tight from rib to rib
and everyday i wake up sick
the weight it sits so high and tight
a cinderblock, like every night
to fly a plane, but try to crash
all the things i burned to ash
faces blank and fade away
a nation state in chronic pain
your love's a lucky thing I get to take
since he died, i'll always hurt
still wake up and go to work
mind goes up, a burning house
to stand outside with cottonmouth
the world's a bear, i'm a mouse
still scared they'll flush me out
Kate, I said, my chest is knit
like up so tight from rib across to rib
she says, why don't we get some groceries?
and what are we gonna wear on New Years?
she says, why don't we get some groceries?
what are we gonna wear on New Years Eve?
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Writer(s): Rob Logan, Sarah Jane Quillin
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