Fish-n-Worms

She's his extra-curricular earthquake
She makes him tremble in his boots
She makes his voice shake
And his heart feels like
A jack-in-the-box on a cigarette break
She asks for his feelings
He recapitulates
He's strung upside down in love
Inside out in hate

So she paints the walls
And breaks his guitar into pieces
Checks into the hospital
And gets put on the wounded list
But by the time he finds his records
Have all been smеared with lipstick
There will bе another notch in his bedpost
To match the nick in her wrist
And he'll be strung upside down in hate
Inside out in love

He returns to his motherly surrogate
Because it's less fire to smother
And a little less bloodshed
An unconditional martyr
She gets what she preserves
But with all the territory he's out to conquer
She keeps a white flag in her purse
She's strung upside down in love
Inside out in hate

He's limp and loveless
But he calls her heart disabled
She buys him all the records
He plays on other girls' turntables
Her friends all pressure her
To get away from him and fast
But one woman's treasure
Is another woman's trash
She's strung upside down in hate
But inside out in love