Driftless Pony Club - Carry A Torch lyrics

Girls! Girls! The city is sick! God only knows if we'll make it through this There's beds on top of ambulances A place where you sleep You're nauseous from the bleach that you need to soak your sheets Your lipstick's pretty crude across the mask over your mouth But I warn you in the memory of your lips underneath: Carry a torch and trust the wrench but get out! Get out! Get out! Girls! Girls! The city is sick! I know you're more unhealthy than you care to admit When the city is embracing you, you can't feel anything else You're more familiar with the streets than you are with yourself Your name is engraved in the frames of every house But I warn you because you never meant to stay: Carry a torch and trust the wrench but get out! Get out! Get out! All the doctors and the architects wash their hands What would you expect? Your ears can hear the choirs sing The d**h of their important things And every note a call to end Anatomies and atlases The simple maps, they help advise They comprise and compromise The place we are when we stand still The space we feel the urge to fill Girls! Girls! The city is sick! There's bruises on your tongue cuz you don't know when to quit There's blood stitched in your skirt that won't wash off in the lake And gla** in your teeth so that you know when you're awake If you're gonna keep together, you're gonna have to move quick I only warn you cuz I knew you before you were sick: Carry a torch and trust the wrench but get out! Get out! Get out!