Regina Spektor Braille Lyrics

She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks 
She hadn't been a virgin and he hadn't been a god 
So she named the baby Elvis 
To make up for the royalty he lacked 

And from then on it was turpentine and patches 
From then on it was cold Campbell's from the can 
And they were just two jerks playing with matches 
'Cause that's all they knew how to play 

And it was raining cats and dogs outside of her window 
And she knew they'd be destined to become sacred road kill on the way 
And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking 
Thinking about puddles, puddles and mistakes 

'Cause it's been turpentine and patches 
And cold, cold Campbell's from the can 
And they were just two jerks playing with matches 
'Cause that's all they knew how to play 
All they knew how to play 

Elvis never could carry a tune 
And she thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon 
She was tracing her years with her fingers on her skin 
Saying why don't I begin again 
With turpentine and patches 
With cold, cold Campbell's from the can 
After all I'm still a jerk playing with matches 
It's just that he's not around to play along 
I'm still an asshole playing with candles 
Blowing out wishes, blowing out dreams 
Just sitting here and trying to decipher 
What's written in Braille upon my skin 
On this skin
 

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