Severed Crossed Fingers Lyrics - St. Vincent - St. Vincent

When you're calling ain't calling back to you 

I'll be side stage, mouthing lines for you 

Humiliated by age, terrified of youth 

I got hope but my hope isn't helping you 

Spitting out guts from their gears 

Draining our spleen over years 

Found myself with crossed fingers in the rubble there 

Wake up puddle eyed, sleeping in the suit 

The truth is ugly, well I feel ugly too 

We'll be heroes on every barstool 

Seeing double beats not seeing one of you 

Spitting out guts from their gears 

Draining our spleen over years 

Found myself with crossed fingers in the rubble there 

Well you stole the heart right out my chest 

Changed the words that I know best 

Found myself with crossed fingers in the rubble there 

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Spitting out guts from their gears 

Draining our spleen over years 

Found myself with crossed fingers in the rubble there 

Well you stole the heart right out my chest 

Changed the words that I know best 

Found myself with crossed fingers in the rubble there 

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