D Minor

Mash the keys
 The accordion sings to the tape deck and its spinning rings
 You dance to the phonograph tweeting the reeds
 And pretend that it's all fine when you're with me
 But I can read your face like a star map
 I plot out the constellations
 I can see that something wicked is drawing
 Those dark rings underneath your eyelids
 Thread your needle with your heart attack cocktail
 To turn your irises blacker than night
 Oh, you could fall asleep without your drugs if your tried
 Your blush looks like foxglove in the right light
 Fill your cup with that Americana nightmare
 Your white picket fences are painted with whiskey
 Oh, you could fall asleep without your booze if your tried
 But you picked your poisons to run your life
 And I know we've all got these demons we fight
 You've locked yours up so goddamn tight
 They don't even hear you cry out for your morphine
 Just one more dose to make you feel alive
 I'll bet the irony's lost on you
 Your self medication is killing you
 Sit by the still in the waxing moon
 And drink your fill, the sun's up soon
 You'll be free soon
 Thread your needle with your heart attack cocktail
 To turn your irises blacker than night
 Oh, you could fall asleep without your drugs if your tried
 Your blush looks like foxglove in the right light
 Fill your cup with that east Atlanta nightmare
 Your white picket fences are painted with codeine
 Oh, you could fall asleep without your drugs if your tried
 But you picked your poisons to run your life
 And I know we've all got these secrets we hide
 You've locked yours up so fucking tight
 But I can see the cry for help in your eyes
 Buried beneath the bright blue lights