Crispin Glover Lyrics - Sweet Heart Dealer - Scarling

They don't love you anymore 

Blood trails blacknails 

Leave a light on 

And put a key in the back door 

Yeah, they're laughing at you 

They're not laughing with you 

It's another guilt slip 

On my Freudian trip 

And I think the jokes on me 

Bad seeds grow weeds 

Crispin Glover 

I wish you were on my TV 

Girl Bruise Sad News 

On her birthday 

Turn the channel and you'll see 

That they're laughing at us 

They're not laughing with us 

And I think the jokes on me 

Just another guilt slip 

On my Freudian trip 

As we choke on the irony 

Yeah, they're laughing at us 

They're not laughing with us 

And God damn the jokes on me 

Just another drug slip 

On my Pagan field trip 

Are you saint or celebrity 

Crispin Glover save us all