Pigeons
You were in a black dress
Bowie in the kitchen
Pigeons on your balcony
Beautiful and barefoot
Said you never show your bruises
I was hoping that you might show me
I'd been living in a lifeboat
Dizzy on the ocean
I couldn't tell you when I last saw land
I washed up on your doorstep
A servant at the temple
A Hail Mary from a drowning man
And it felt romantic to learn a new language
Desperate & damaged and aching to be
Yeah you came on like the queen of chaos
Like some unsolvable mystery
Your daddy made a living
Selling Jesus & the manger
Salvation in the land of sin
And every time that you got me
In a vulnerable position
Well you told me that I looked like him
And it felt electric to have your attention
Full surrender to your gravity
Yeah, you came on like the queen of chaos
A child who only could ever play make-believe
And you're never gonna let
Anybody stand beside you
You just sell 'em what they wanna hear
Cause you're good at telling stories
And talking revolution
And using people
'til they disappear
A goddess when you get what you wanted
And when you don't my love, you're mean
Yeah, you came on like the queen of chaos
But I never met anybody less free
Anybody less free
Bowie in the kitchen
Pigeons on your balcony
Beautiful and barefoot
Said you never show your bruises
I was hoping that you might show me
I'd been living in a lifeboat
Dizzy on the ocean
I couldn't tell you when I last saw land
I washed up on your doorstep
A servant at the temple
A Hail Mary from a drowning man
And it felt romantic to learn a new language
Desperate & damaged and aching to be
Yeah you came on like the queen of chaos
Like some unsolvable mystery
Your daddy made a living
Selling Jesus & the manger
Salvation in the land of sin
And every time that you got me
In a vulnerable position
Well you told me that I looked like him
And it felt electric to have your attention
Full surrender to your gravity
Yeah, you came on like the queen of chaos
A child who only could ever play make-believe
And you're never gonna let
Anybody stand beside you
You just sell 'em what they wanna hear
Cause you're good at telling stories
And talking revolution
And using people
'til they disappear
A goddess when you get what you wanted
And when you don't my love, you're mean
Yeah, you came on like the queen of chaos
But I never met anybody less free
Anybody less free
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Writer(s): Nathanson Matt Adam, Mark Erelli
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