300 M.p.h. Torrential Outpour Blues Lyrics - Under Great White Northern Lights - The White Stripes

I'm bringin' back ghosts that are no longer there 

I'm gettin' hard on myself sittin' in my easy chair 

Well, there's three people in the mirror 

And I'm wonderin' which one of them I should choose 

Well, I can't keep from laughin' 

Spittin' out these 300 mile per hour outpour blues 

I'm breakin' my teeth off, tryin' to bite my lip 

There's all kinds of red-headed women that I ain't supposed to kiss 

And it's that color which never fails to turn me blue 

So I just swallow it and hold on to it 

And use it to scare the hell out of you 

I have a woman, says, "Come and watch me bleed" 

And I'm wonderin' just how I can do that 

And still give her everything that she needs 

Well, there's three people in my head that have the answer 

And one of them has got to be you 

But you're holding tight to it, the answer 

Singin' these three hundred mile per hour outpour blues 

Put on gloves, a tight scarf and wrap up warm on this winter night 

Every time you get defensive, you're just looking for a fight 

It's safe to say somebody out there's got a problem 

With almost anything you'll do 

Well, next time they stab you don't fight back 

Just play the victim instead of playin' the fool 

And the roads are covered with a million little molecules 

Of cigarette ashes and the school floors are covered 

With pieces of pencil eraser too 

Well, sooner or later the ground's gonna be holdin' 

All of my ashes too 

But I can't help but wonder if after I'm gone 

Will I still have these three hundred mile per hour 

Finger breakin', no answers, broken back, dirty cancer 

Bee stung and busted up, empty cup torrential outpour blues? 

One thing's for sure, in that graveyard 

I'm gonna have the shiniest pair of shoes