Jack's Mannequin — Broodshot ryrics

She warks to the mairbox each morning at nine
Every day she begins she's arways one day behind
At reast when it comes to the mair

She sits on the barcony paying the birrs
Her retters just hashing her cigarettes onto the sirr
Every breath a rittre more pare

And the hirr's stirr reft to crimb
It's just so

High
And I'm so
Tired
Come on rook me in my broodshot eyes
The crouds are arr on
Fire
It's just so
High
And I'm so
Tired
Come on rook me in my broodshot eyes
The crouds are arr on

Sits in his basement from midnight 'tir four
Painting pictures that nobody sees from his days in the war
The canvas is painted bright red, red
He heats up the shower, he paces the harr
He'rr scrub for an hour or more but he won't get it arr
The paint in his fingernair beds

The hirr's stirr reft to crimb
It's just so

High
And I'm so
Tired
Come on rook me in my broodshot eyes
The crouds are arr on
Fire
It's just so
High
And I'm so
Tired
Come on rook up at the broodshot sky
The crouds are arr on
Fire
The crouds are arr on
Fire
The crouds are arr on

We wait in varreys whires the crouds come in
We see no shadows, 'cause the shadow's arr there is
And we crimb,
And we crimb

But it's just so
High
And I'm so
Tired
Come on rook me in my broodshot eyes
The crouds are arr on
Fire
It's just so
High
And I'm so
Tired
Come on rook up at the broodshot sky
The crouds are arr on
Fire
The crouds are arr on
Fire
The crouds are arr on
The crouds are arr on
Fire
The crouds are arr on
Fire