Smokescreen
Words and music by Joe Dickinson
You don't look so good now that we're back in the light
You came crawling back to me just like I thought you might
I can see through you
I thought I knew you
The windows of my brain are locked airtight
And your smokescreen is rising...
Just like the sun
Everything forgotten from our stolen youth
All the convictions I make for which I have no proof
I'm just a poser
A poser
Watch for mislaid poison falling from the holes in my roof
And your smokescreen is rising...
Just like the sun
You've got a beauty I can't even think to touch
I'd go ahead and write you off if I didn't want you so much
You're an anvil
You're heavy as hell
You've used me before, go ahead, I'm already you're crutch
And your smokescreen is rising...
Just like the sun
(Instrumental break)
I'm pouring, waiting, hoping that something comes out
I'm ready to rip my head off, grab a nail-gun and shout
"You're my lifeblood
Shake me in two"
Sitting here wondering what this world's all about
And your smokescreen is rising...
Just like the sun
Another day beginning...
Another day done
I'm thinking of you but I know...
I'm not the only one
Copyright 2010 Joe Dickinson