Darlin' \ Omer Hertz
Oh darlin', the song doesn't matter,
It beckons me back, but I ain't biting.
Piano chords and guitar break the night,
But the jigsaw in my mind keeps humming.
And it rained hard when you fell from the sky,
But to tell you the truth -
I wasn't around.
Cigarette smoke torches my throat,
I bark out lyrics like there's no tomorrow.
And you signal me with a hand and a kiss,
But forget it, pretty, it ain't gonna change.
And it rained even harder when you washed on the tarmac,
Like flotsam, jetsam, you call it what you like -
But I'm asking you, darlin',
Who gives a fuck?
Oh darlin', I forgot about music,
It's all about the voices and the laughter and the cries,
But then again I've fallen to old habits,
Sweatin', near faintin', under tall neon lights.
And you lay there broken, in a pool of your life,
Sipping away like I'm snorting my white -
But hey, then again, I don't know why,
I feel all this pity in the hole in my side,
And then again, darlin', that's what I like.
So the instruments are ripping through my mind like a drug,
I'm drowned in the sound of my own cries.
To hell with world and all that are down,
You better believe me, the music is gone.
Lift up, my baby; shake a fist at the clouds,
There's nothing like death to make the blood run wild -
So sear on, angel, I'm quitting the act,
This song is all broken, twisted and crank.
Goodbye, my poor darlin',
You've just had no luck.
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