Braille Lyrics - 11:11 - Regina Spektor

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, hey 

And it was raining cats and dogs outside of her window, and 

She knew they were destined to become sacred roadkill on the way 

And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking 

Thinking about poodles and puddles and mistakes 

'Cause it's been turpentine and patches 

It's been 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, hey 

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Ah-da-da-da-da 

Nuh-nuh-ah, nuh-ah 

Oh, and they knew how to play 

Mmm, hey 

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, "Well, 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, yeah 

I'm still an asshole playing with candles 

Blowing out wishes, blowing out dreams 

Just sitting here and trying to decipher 

Wha, What's written in braille upon my skin 

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Haaa-ahhh-ahh-ha 

Ah-da-da-da-da 

Nuuh-aw 

Aw 

Awwww 

Aww, this skin 

Mmmm-mmm-mmmm-mmm-oooh-ooooh-ooh-ooh-oooh 

Hooo, ohhhh 

Hoh 

She was lying on the floor and counting stretch 

She was lying on the floor and counting stretch 

She was lying on the floor 

La-la-lying 

La-la-la-la-laaa-la-la-la-la, la-lying, and 

Counting stretch