The Ghost Of A Saber Tooth Tiger - India lyrics

swear by the stolen word of the mockingbird. the turning of her shoulder, so cold that it burns. india — does anybody know your real name? it's such a waste, your pretty face. moth-eaten sweaters and [...unknown....]. she's got a mean streak, so you'll never forget hers. india — does anybody know your real name? it's such a waste, your pretty face. always kiss on the first date. small waist, pastel [...unknown...]. use your mother's makeup to cover up that bruise. you made some summer money posing in the nude. india — does anybody know your real name? it's such a waste, your pretty face. cold case, spinning in the rain. no pain, only dreams remain.