Tangerine Lyrics

And I never thought that I'd save my praise

For the song-less prayer for the opulent days

When I met my maker, looked him in the face

For the lost return of my childhood haze

And I never thought that I'd meet my match

In a parking lot outside the pumpkin patch

With your auburn hair, the way you tied it back

So I left my date, didn't even look back

Never believed anything I was told

'Cause my mother left when I was twelve years old

And I slept outside under the old orange grove

Eating tangerines for a sunken soul

Soul soul

Soul

A little compassion is too much to ask

Of the old white men buying books with cash

Say I "take too long" so they're talking smack

And I quit I'm not paid enough for that

'Cause I spent my whole life thinking I was wrong

For questioning things, for writing songs

For forgetting choreography I was shown

For feeling the things that I've always known

And there is so much that I'll never know

Why this fox it follows everywhere I go

From the church we pass into the grocery store

Even when I ask, he waits at my front door

Door

Door

Door

Never had faith in my life before

'Til I found my god at the department store

Where you worked the night shift and got off at four

So I'd wait for you up on the kitchen floor

And I think the worst part of growing up

Is starting to hate the ones you used to love

And you sit there staring in the dining room

And you try to love them but they hate you too

And you try to hate them but they love you too

Think I'll make it to the pearly gates?

'Cause I know I've seen better when I saw your face

Make Saint Peter crumble under all that grace

All that good in you outweighed all my hate

Yea, I think I'll leave, now it's time to go

'Cause I've slept in this grave 'bout a month or so

And if I don't leave now then I'll never go

I'll eat tangerines in my new found home

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