Frances The Mute Lyrics - Singles - Mars Volta

A. In thirteen seconds 

B. Nineteen sank, while six would swim 

C. Five would grow and one was dead 

It's been thirteen seconds 

Since you all last said 

I've become the apparition 

You predicted for my death 

You said that flirting brings you 

Closer to the end 

You can bait into the water 

But you'll never get the hint 

And like a stain of bricks goes 

Dancing by your head 

Plucked from an icebox 

Grafted on my skin 

My coat has hid the marks 

Mink hits the shovel fix 

Near the sway of pendulums 

Boar abrasions and a kiss' 

She said, 'I'll never let them hurt you 

I'll never let them in 

What you took from me is mine 

What is mine I'll never give' 

Mascara glass in the molar weeds 

Herash,a serpent infancy 

His eye patch pushed a gap of sand 

Into his shine a sedative 

More and more the dirt collects 

You'll never find her body now 

Her closet festered in a secret air 

Blonde underneath a blackened hair 

He never knew the colony 

Gestated in his bed 

Mingle with the carnivores you've something both in common now 

Till one day his wasted breath 

Swollen throat and karma debt 

Set foot inside a parlor, to find her drunken by receipts 

He held her by the ankles 

Gutted at the nave, yes gutted and depraves 

He tied a rope around her legs 

And let her hang for seven days 

[Chorus] This never happened, but I saw you leave, 

And crawl into a bed of broken windows