Judy - Ava Luna

Could have used your advice in your absence

You were lit from below, you were vacant

Judy, I don’t have the stomach for you, Judy

Move the chair from the room as you cleaned up

Did I hide by the sink as you cleaned up

Judy, I don’t have the stomach for you

Did I spread my fingers for you?

Or was it just my hazy memory?

Judy, Judy, my life is but a melody

Judy, you’re a fallen house, and I don’t want to pick you back up

Maybe I don’t have the stomach for you…