Ezra Furman - s** the blood from my wound lyrics

I woke up bleeding in the crock of a tree TV blaring on the wall above the coffee machine Car wash waiting room outside Pasadena I’m sitting waiting for my deus ex machina And I’m forever changed by this chemical burn Skin on my fingers peeling, making way for my new form I grip the steering wheel and picture my angel Climbing out the hospital window Leaving tubes in a tangle Blood on my angel’s lips blends in with his make up He’s off the premises before his brain’s had time to wake up Peeling off bandages to unfold his wings The doctors said they’d have to stay on for another three weeks f** it baby, let ’em bruise, let ’em break But bleed, let ’em bleed I’m doing ninety, got to get there and hold him If we can make it across the state line then baby, we’re golden Let the law pronounce its’ petty a**ertions They’ve been outsmarted by a couple of urchins And they hurt you bad, man They hurt me too But I’m not about to sit here and watch as they s** the blood from my wound (x4) Ohh man Wrap half the money in your hospital garment We’ll stash the rest inside the red Camero’s secret compartment Even the deepest wounds will heal over time I’ll run my fingers over your scars and yours over mine They’ll never find us if we turn off our phones We’re off the grid, we’re off our meds We’re finally out on our own Now I see colour coming back in your cheeks Angel, don’t fight it To them you know we’ll always be freaks (x2) We’ll always Park for the night north west of Baton Rouge Across the parking lot you’re stretching the one wing you can move I let you walk as long as fear will allow I never loved you more than I love you now And then we’re back on the road before the sun’s even up We’re making time, we’re making progress But progress towards what? Your fallen feathers fill up two shopping bags The future’s breathing down the neck of the past And the sun throws a sh**-eating shine on the moon And I’m not about to wait for them to come s** the blood from my wound (x4) A plague on both your houses (x2)