Standing tall as
a woman but ac
ting tough as can be
Curling your lip di
recting your
poetry at
me
When I know it was written for another time and place
It do
esn’t touch me –
You’re so
bitter the past
so close beh
ind
You’re so curling and
churning how could you
r angel give in
When there’s not
hing to blame bu
t your pr
ide
Chorus:
And I guess you need an excuse to
fall
If you’re gonna pret
end to fly at
all
[—-]
You can curl
up cradled in
your pas
t
But it isn’t as warm the
re is it will noth
ing ever la
st
Your painting your p
ictures with shards of your pain
You’d prick your fingers for blood
to paint
You sing your
strife like a
sonnet I b
elieve
Chorus:
And I guess you need an excuse to
fall
If
you’re gonna pretend to
fly at
all
Bridge:
You
sing your stri
fe like a so
nnet
But you buy your hat with
a sweat stained brim a
lready on it
Chaos and fate your
enemies at leas
t that’s the way you’ve sold them to be
You can put yourself on a c
ross but not for
me
G Bm Am C (x4)
Chorus:
And I guess you need an excuse to
fall
If you’re gonna pretend to f
ly at a
ll
And I guess you need an excuse to
fall
If you’re gonna pretend to f
ly at a
ll
