Charming Disease by Gabriel Kahane
Charming Disease by Gabriel Kahane

Charming Disease

Gabriel Kahane * Track #1 On Where Are the Arms

Charming Disease Lyrics

You were on the floor when I got home
I scraped you up, cleaned you off, got you out the door
I drove you to the basement on your knees

You were sneaking out with little lies
In the morning at the market, for a good time
You tried to hide it by the lemon trees
I took you home, then took away your keys

What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease
What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease

The doctor says you’ll make it if you try
You look up at all of us with your yellow eye
I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry
I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry

What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease
What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease

Oo-oo-oo-oo-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ah-ah

What a charming, what a charming disease
What a charming, what a charming disease

Coffee burned, the plastic chair
The shuffled feet, the shuffled stare
90 days, no guarantees
You sank into a wine dark sea
You sank into a wine dark sea
You tried so hard, so hard to please
You sank into a wine dark sea

What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease
What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease

You were on the floor when I got home
Held my breath and stepped real soft
And then I locked the door
I’ll bring the bottle, I’ll bring the bottle, I’ll bring the bottle
I’ll bring the bottle, I’ll bring the bottle, I’ll bring the bottle
I’ll bring the bottle, I’ll bring the bottle, I’ll bring the bottle

Oo-ah-ah

What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease
What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease
What a charming, what a charming, charming little disease

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