Dropcloth Curves

Well, I suppose it's what I deserve Browsing through a book while they fray your nerves They're giving her the gas, and it makes her scream Somewhere far away and I don't want to believe That they collect the blood from the surgery floor Now she's empty and I know for sure I've been swept up in her dropcloth curves And I should be ashamed cause you got hurt But that's not how it works Fluorescent lights and psychotic evil Working on the great American sequel 'Cause I can't handle their icy stares Ah, they call your number and they kill it right there And sweep it away in a dropcloth curve Our powerful love became a powerful thirst I think I'm going to burst, Dropcloth curves It took me years to get the knack For how to stop hurting and to start hurting back And when I finally got that old I was drunk and drowned and California gold Now! While they collect the blood from the surgery floor If you're still awake, I can do it some more Or maybe I can sneak upstairs next week Slip under the covers while you're trying to sleep Yeah, and with my cold hands moving the sheets Oh, and in the dark I can take a peek And see what's under your dropcloth curves The waiting room was freaked out enough, girl And you're making it worse All this deception's been fraying my nerves And I should be ashamed 'cause you got hurt But love comes in spurts And I think I'm going to burst, dropcloth curves It took me years to get the knack For how to stop hurting and to start hurting back And when I finally got that old I was drunk and drowned and California gold Now!