"Vanishing Twin"
(written by Kristin Hersh)
I feel the tug of war
I fight the fight
But I don't have the patience or the stamina
To last one night
With color mad, candy-mouth you
Your reputation lives, in spite of me
Your
platitudes and bezerk theories,
Super
real fantasy
That infuriating, vanishing twin
He has metal bones and a wild-eyed stare
I'm thinking feigning interest
Badly,
like a liar
And then he blows me away
And then all I want is a room and you
The urban hillside glinting
Copper, in the morning
A broken spell, alive
and well
That's the way the cookie bounces, in spite of me
I hate clever sons of bitches
Who can't leave a girl alone to rot in peace
