Then She Did Lyrics - Ritual De Lo Habitual - Janes Addiction

Now her paints are dry 

And I looked outside 

At the corner boys 

Ayh, oh, where did you go? 

I don't know. 

I went to see your pictures 

I spread them across the floor 

So this is where they are shown 

Now they're probably saying to you, 

If you keep it up you'll be born. 

But you won't ever listen, 

I'll bet 

Burnt out, grass scorched by the sun. 

The buildings remain. 

We will beat them all to dust, 

I'll bet 

Pulled from a headless shell 

That blinked on and off, Hotel. 

Now the nameless dwell. 

They hold your key and turn your knob, 

I'll bet 

Will you say hello to my ma? 

Will you pay a visit to her? 

She was an artist, just as you were. 

I'd have introduced you to her. 

She would take me out on Sundays. 

We'd go laughing through the garbage. 

She repaired legs like a doctor 

On the kitchen chairs we sat on. 

She was unhappy, just as you were. 

Unhappy, just as you were. 

Unhappy, just as you were. 

Unhappy, just as you were