Dessa

Dessa - Seamstress lyrics

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I kept an angel

in a box beneath my bed

little beast had broke her jaw

and I tried to fix her head

they said I had to put her back

that I had to put her back exactly where I found her

but I know, I saw

that she was doing good until the cat got her

I came to write a letter

but my pen was full of hymns

I came to drown a sorrow

it seems they've learned to swim

mouth full of pins, heart pumping gasoline,

it's late, I'm still at the sewing machine

stiching up strays fifteen years,

but this one's mean

I fixed you up

when they said you were past repair

and I stitched you up

I thread a needle with my hair

and I fixed you up

when you were still a common sparrow

but look who's on the shoulder now

when the road goes narrow

I kept an angel

in a box beneath my bed

little bitch had broke her jaw

and I tried to fix her head

they said I had to put her back

that I had to put her back exactly where I found her

but I know, I saw

that she was doing good until the cat got her

well I'm putting you

out of my misery,

we ain't got much, but

we've got history

it was a mercy kill, nah

it was a suicide, nah

it was an accident, nah

well atleast I tried

with soft dugs and a seam ripper

tough love and tape measure

stitching up boys is different that way

you fix a bird, you buy a cage

you fix a man and

you fix a man and

and he flies away

when I ran out of thread I couldn't let go

but that's not sewing that's

that's just poking holes

and it's a strange breed

a different kind of creature looks for love

through the eye of a needle

but the creed of the seamstress is

that you're pretty in pieces

I kept an angel

in a box beneath my bed

little beast had broke her jaw

and I tried to fix her head

they said I had to put her back

that I had to put her back exactly where I found her

but I know, I saw

that she was doing good until the cat got her

take a seat

and let me get a look at your face

busted, back's been broke for days

not much, little something for the pain

don't fuss or I'll never get a seam to lay straight

I keep it clean as I can with just

just the machine and a mattress plus

I never did need for a pattern

just some good restraints and my bedside manner

when I ran out of thread I couldn't let go

but that's not sewing that's

that's just poking holes

when I ran out of thread I couldn't let go

but that's not sewing that's

that's just poking holes

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