You know that never's coming back And this is the end Again, the weather's turning black Like never before This ain't no game that you can cheat off, no She's playing you
You've been writing on haunted graffiti With your permanent marker You're working the milieu today Haunted graffiti
And hear it words you say, you go Haunted graffiti Is that a needle in the hay, you play Haunted graffiti Ahh!
Said last night saw an empty building But she wasn't listening It came to me I was surrounded by Red, red lips Of times before The liquor's burning hiss Two pages entangled ... how beautiful they are ... immense beauty ... serenity of time
Ah
Those faces were joyous, those words ... all, all ... ... words Lips
Ah
She said it loud Where are your keys
You know that never's coming back No, this is the end Again, the weather's turning black Like never before This ain't no game that you can cheat off, oh She's playing you
You know that never's coming back No, this weather's ... She's playing you Haunted graffiti You put your ... in today, girl You play Haunted graffiti Is that a needle in the hay, you play She's playing you Haunted graffiti Yeah, haunted graffiti
Compositor: Ariel Marcus Rosenberg (Ariel Pink) ECAD: Obra #7981935