Falling on Fists - Melissa Ferrick

You are full of time

Sixty ticks are on my side

And when I am pissed

You know I resign

This fury

These rock I spit

I want out now

I want out of all of this

Out of all of this

Falling on fists

I’m stepping in time

And I’m taking the garbage

Out of my mind

Falling on fists

Stepping in time

And I’m coming up from behind

N' your teeth are weak

N' your fingers are fat

You can’t get your hands inside me

Treating me like that

'Cause my voice is stronger

Than you bank account

And I don’t need you promises honey

'Cause you never laid them out

Never them laid them out

So take you sweet self

Out to lunch

And sleep in every room of your

Big House

'Cause without love

You can only resist

N' without feeling

You can’t exist

Falling on fists

I’m stepping in time

And I’m taking the garbage

Out of my mind

Out of my mind

Falling on fists

Stepping in time

And I’m coming up from behind