Nerve and Vein

Loud scars over racy pulses, laugh tracks over Luminol

A clock without a single tick, a life on cruise control

She lost her life in a game of high-stake charades

Web-thin mosquito limbs buried in the everglades (don't know you)

I did all the legwork when I found the liquor store

But now I need a kickstand and I can't find the door

It's everything, it's everything, in full swing

It's anyone, it's everyone, it's anyone, your favorite son (don't know you)

Polite as church ushers she's a dusty sawdust doll

A clock without a single tick, a knife through a bullet hole