aimee mann
poor judge
falling for you was always falling up leather books and surplus government chairs i rose like smoke with the steam from your cup a wave of heat where the lighter flares you might have found some other reason to burn me like a tissue screen my heart is a poor judge it harbors an old grudge falling for you was a walk off a cliff the dream of a car with the brake lines cut the only way you can stop it is if you turn around keep the windows shut you might have found some other reason to leave me in that dark building my heart is a poor judge it harbors an old grudge and i can see a light on calling me back to make the same mistake again and i say no when you ask me no when you ask me no when you ask again 'cause i won't let you pass me won't let you pass me won't let you pass to the sea that i'm falling for you was a last ditch plan you size me up with your thumb on the scale i came up short but you do what you can the hammer's nothing without the nail you might have found some other reason to lead me to the guillotine your heart is a poor judge it harbors an old grudge i can see a light on calling me back to make the same mistake again