Jackie And Wilson Lyrics - Hozier: Special Edition - Hozier

So tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes 

No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight 

So deep in this swill with the most familiar of swine 

For reasons wretched and divine 

She blows outta nowhere, roman candle of the wild 

Laughing away through my feeble disguise 

No other version of me I would rather be tonight. 

And, Lord, she found me just in time 

'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done 

I need to be youthfully felt 'cause, God, I never felt young 

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She's gonna save me, 

Call me "baby" 

Run her hands through my hair 

She'll know me crazy 

Soothe me daily 

Better yet she wouldn't care 

We'll steal her Lexus, 

Be detectives, 

Ride 'round picking up clues 

We'll name our children 

Jackie and Wilson 

Raise 'em on rhythm and blues 

Lord, it'd be great to find a place we could escape sometime 

Me and my Isis growing black irises in the sunshine 

Every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside 

Sit back and watch the world go by. 

Happy to lie back watch it burn and rust 

We tried the world, good God, it wasn't for us. 

She's gonna save me, 

Call me "baby" 

Run her hands through my hair 

She'll know me crazy, 

Soothe me daily 

Better yet she wouldn't care 

We'll steal her Lexus, 

Be detectives, 

Ride 'round picking up clues 

We'll name our children 

Jackie and Wilson, 

Raise 'em on rhythm and blues 

Cut clean from the dream at night let my mind reset 

Looking up from a cigarette, and she's already left 

I start digging up the yard for what's left of me and our little vignette 

For whatever poor soul is coming next 

She's gonna save me, 

Call me "baby" 

Run her hands through my hair 

She'll know me crazy, 

Soothe me daily 

Better yet she wouldn't care 

We'll steal her Lexus, 

Be detectives, 

Ride 'round picking up clues 

We'll name our children 

Jackie and Wilson 

Raise 'em on rhythm and blues