Glassjaw - Siberian Kiss lyrics

rate me

Give me back

my pictures of me.

Me, you and him makes three.

It figures the wheezing will measure your rate

of depress

and i hope you know.

Like a bitch in heat,

I hope she know.

So put another penny in and turn the crank

until the frames cease to move

and the movie turns into a photo,

a photo the size of a kiss

I hope she knows.

Staring at a porcilain sex flick

where the characters don't meet

the characters don't speak

and the characters are like mirrors facing mirrors:

Space always expanding.

So put another coin in and turn the crank

until the frames cease to move

and the movie turns into a photo,

a photo the size of my fist

I hope she knows.

A hiccup in paradise

I keep you jealously to myself,

in a photo the size of a kiss

a kiss in the shape of a bullet.

On phone lines and letterheads

I'm dying about.

I've watched you whore yourself out for one more thing,

won't you sell yourself for one more.

There's always one more thing, why don't you sell yourself?

If I can't have you no one will.

Pushing a lover to love another.

Are you turned on?

Are you turned on?

(x2)

A hiccup in paradise

I keep you jealously to myself,

in a photo the size of a kiss

a kiss in the shape of a bullet.

On phone lines and letter heads

I'm dying about

I'm dying about

A hiccup in paradise

I keep you jealously to myself,

in a photo the size of a kiss

a kiss in the shape of a bullet.

I keep you jealously to myself.

(x4)

A kiss in the shape of a bullet.