Dead - Jessica lyrics

Oh Jessica I don’t miss you but tell me is your mama doing fine? I’ve made my bed so I’ll sleep in it But it’s the other people that we leave behind Oh pessimist How bitter was the contents of the gla** you half emptied inside? It’s this virtue that makes you not like a saint But a mutual friend of loneliness tonight I hope your old man’s back don’t give him pain Although he scared the sh** right out of me He was just doing it in your name Wasted at the foot of your bed, oh please I liked you better when you’re lying through your teeth You like me better when I’m lying on the ground We like it better with nobody else around Remember that old car you had? It was fifty years old And we would drive around these country roads Risking our lives and souls And the thing is I liked the sound of the engine More than I did our conversation Wasted at the foot of your bed, oh please I liked you better when you’re lying through your teeth You like me better when I’m lying on the ground We like it better when, we like it better when Don’t rub salt into the paint Let it stand, let it stay Your hands will break before the dirt I am the worst, you are the worst Don’t rub salt into the paint (I am the worst oh, you are the worst oh) Let it stand, let it stay Your hands will break before the dirt Oh Jessica I don’t miss you, never cared for you at all And it’s bittersweet how the people we meet Have an impression after all Wasted at the foot of your bed, oh please I liked you better when you’re lying through your teeth You like me better when I’m lying on the ground We like it better with nobody else around