Sick & Tired of These Blues
from Pentapus by Spiff Wiegand
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Spiff simultaneously plays guitar, suitcase kick drum, cigar box snare, shaker, and sings.
lyrics
I dropped a ladder in your heart and lowered myself down
Took some measurements in ink to file them in town
But my complaints were never heard 'cause you could not be found
And so I finally gave up on ever settling down
And if you're gonna take my time, give me something that I can use
And if you're gonna take my life, give me one last wish to choose
But if you wanna take my heart, then lie to me with the truth
'Cause I'm sick and tired of these blues
You know you left a little spot in the middle of my bed
And a divot at the top where you used to lay your head
So I thought I'd write a book out of all those things you said
But I finally gave up - it was too long to be read
And if you're gonna take my time, give me something that I can use
And if you're gonna take my life, give me one last wish to choose
But if you're gonna take my heart, then lie to me with the truth
'Cause I'm sick and tired of these blues
You fight back everything you think you shouldn't mention
And grip your fists around the keys to comprehension
'Cause you don't wanna see me stung you keep your masterpiece unsung
But I can see it coiled right there on your tongue
And if you're gonna take my time, give me something that I can use
And if you're gonna take my life, give me one last wish to choose
But if you're gonna take my heart, then lie to me with the truth
'Cause I'm sick and tired of these blues
I let your bird out of its cage and it flew out the door
While I read each crusty page that was lining its cage floor
All your poems, verse, and songs that I'd never heard before
And I was glad your bird had flown - I couldn't listen anymore
Took some measurements in ink to file them in town
But my complaints were never heard 'cause you could not be found
And so I finally gave up on ever settling down
And if you're gonna take my time, give me something that I can use
And if you're gonna take my life, give me one last wish to choose
But if you wanna take my heart, then lie to me with the truth
'Cause I'm sick and tired of these blues
You know you left a little spot in the middle of my bed
And a divot at the top where you used to lay your head
So I thought I'd write a book out of all those things you said
But I finally gave up - it was too long to be read
And if you're gonna take my time, give me something that I can use
And if you're gonna take my life, give me one last wish to choose
But if you're gonna take my heart, then lie to me with the truth
'Cause I'm sick and tired of these blues
You fight back everything you think you shouldn't mention
And grip your fists around the keys to comprehension
'Cause you don't wanna see me stung you keep your masterpiece unsung
But I can see it coiled right there on your tongue
And if you're gonna take my time, give me something that I can use
And if you're gonna take my life, give me one last wish to choose
But if you're gonna take my heart, then lie to me with the truth
'Cause I'm sick and tired of these blues
I let your bird out of its cage and it flew out the door
While I read each crusty page that was lining its cage floor
All your poems, verse, and songs that I'd never heard before
And I was glad your bird had flown - I couldn't listen anymore
credits
from Pentapus,
released May 19, 2015
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all rights reserved
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discography
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May 2015 -
Jan 2011