"Pearl"

(written by Kristin Hersh)

Hot hands

Move things

I write on his wall

I have no mind at all

Hot things

Move him

I write on his wall

I have no heart at all

I think she's a pretty little fool

She holds me down, she flows

She has a back like Marie

I think he's a crazy bastard

Drives me home, he goes:

"You have a back like Marie

You have pearls on your eyes..."

And you use your burning to wrap yourself in

And you use your fever to hide yourself away

And you use your sweating to keep me down

And you use your heat to have me

And you use your fire to be stronger than me

And you use your flame against me

I won't come back like Marie

The pearls on my eyes

These pearls on my eyes, they make me blind

I write on your wall, I have no eyes at all

I write on your wall, I have no eyes at all