David F. Bello - TB Comes To Silly Fort lyrics

The streets reflect the candles In the windows of your father's Victorian home Inside, the smell of cigarettes and wine overpowers the filth Because your voice is louder than any sound It's too bad your throat bleeds more than my ears Your Egyptian eyes are focused on the crowd I'm one of your fans, but I'm closer to you than the rest Here's a handkerchief Cover your sweet mouth Your lungs are your gift, don't you dare ruin it Tiny specks of red dot the cotton A full year of marriage before I'm left alone Sing, my precious sweet, before I'm left alone One more honest note, before I'm left alone We'll put perfume in your coffin to preserve you for eternity Spilled on rocks above your grave And in the bottle next to me in the gutter