Haligh, Haligh, A Lie, Haligh Lyrics - Fevers & Mirrors - Bright Eyes

The phone slips from a loose grip 

Words were missed, then some apology 

I didn't want to tell you this 

No, it's just some guy she's been hanging out with 

I don't know, the past couple of weeks, I guess 

Thank you and hang up the phone 

Let the funeral start, hear the casket close 

Let's pin split black ribbon to your overcoat 

The laughter pours from under doors in this house 

I don't understand that sound no more 

Seems artificial, like a TV set 

Haligh, Haligh, a lie, Haligh 

This weight, it must be satisfied 

You offer only one reply 

You know not what you do 

As you tear and tear your hair from roots 

Of that same head you've twice removed 

Now, a lock of hair you said would prove 

Our love would never die, well, ha ha ha 

I remember everything, the words we spoke on freezing South Street 

All those mornings watching you get ready for school 

You combed your hair inside that mirror 

The one you painted blue and glued with jewelry tears 

Something about those bright colors 

Would always make you feel better 

But now we speak with ruined tongues 

And the words we say aren't meant for anyone 

It's just a mumbled sentence to a passing acquaintance 

But there was once you 

You said you hate my suffering, and you understood 

And you'd take care of me 

You'd always be there, where are you now? 

Haligh, Haligh, a lie, Haligh 

The plans were never finalized 

But left to hang like yarn and twine 

Dangling before my eyes 

As you tear and tear your hair from roots 

From that same head that you have twice removed 

Now, a lock of hair you said would prove 

Our love would never die 

And I sing and sing of awful things 

The pleasure that my sadness brings 

As my fingers press onto the strings 

Yet another clumsy chord 

Haligh, Haligh, an awful lie 

This weight would now be satisfied 

I'm gonna give you only one reply 

I know not who I am? 

But I talk in the mirror 

To the stranger that appears 

Our conversations are circles 

Always one sided, nothing is clear 

Except we keep coming back 

To this meaning that I lack 

He says "The choices were given" 

And now, you must live them 

Or just not live 

But do you want that?