Hit By A Cement Mixer lyrics

Pink lace paving her face White wash sheets sopping the sobs of st. valentines blood from her embrace Smashing young man ploughing intention deficits through her hair A hit and run The terror, the truck, the techno-logic that turned her to crumbs She goes so limp, biting tongues with rag dollar slices of love He burns the tired traces of tell-tale hearts You can tell when theyve stopped I cant fucking take it off Im already naked now. With hands on my face i watch her go and wait for the day to bring forth the sky I can not picture any other way Either way I love you Smashing young man ploughing intention deficits through her hair A hit and run The terror, the truck, the techno-logic that turned her to crumbs With hands on my face i watch her go and wash her away As tears unfold and fears are erased i watch her go And wait for the day to bring forth the sky i can not picture any other way