SALTINE CRACKER GIRL (original demo)

My first love was a carpenter He built me a house Bottles and smoke The day I set to leave his side I thought for sure I’d die alone He reminded me of Jesus Christ The calmness in his martyrdom The endless empty of his cup The smell of cedar in his clothes I hope he’ll find a saltine cracker girl To get him good and clean I hope he’ll find it in his bleeding heart To never think of me His brother was an army man Paranoia in his eye Probably seen a million things That make him wish he would just die He Reminded me of Jesus Christ Carrying a heavy load His trigger finger pops a can Of beer to forget what he knows His is the only face That I have ever swung at while I screamed I hope he’ll find it in his broken heart To never think of me My first love was a carpenter He built me a house Mire and mud Empties on the headboard fall Figurines cry Tears of blood He Reminded me of Jesus Christ The quiet of his masochist His friends adore him more than life But they don’t see the crucifix I hope he’ll find a saltine cracker girl To get him good and clean I hope he can find it in his bleeding heart To never think of me Don’t ever think of me. I hope he’ll find a saltine cracker girl