Soul & Skin - The Clarks

I just read your letter

That bled from your pen

Lest I forget I’ve been let go

I’m a long gone player

In this theatre of the absurd

We sang the score and kept the sour notes

It was a, a kick in the shins

To drag me through it again

You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin

(Fault line into my)

(Fault line into my)

If you get this message

I figured it out

You locked the door but won’t let it close

Just tossed your letter

In a ball on the floor

Next to the pissed in cat box on the dirty oak

It was a, a kick in the shins

To drag me through it again

You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin

(Faul line into my)

You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin

It was a, a kick in the shins

To drag me through it again

You twist your heel in to the ground

You push me further down

You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin

You ripped a fault line into my soul and skin

(Fault line) Soul and skin

(Fault line into my) Soul and skin

(Fault line)

(Fault line into my) Soul and skin