Maria

The say these colors don't run

But they bleed in your face

like a bully spitting up a bad taste

after being knocked down a few pegs

you sigh as hard as a rock

it cuts your laugh lines absurd

i'm smiling with irish eyes bloodshot

christmas colored you don't know what you've got

i'm falling apart at the seams

i'm mending this fifth of old age

minding these six strings

it don't do me a damn

that you got a pretty face baby

it don't seem to you a damned thing

you got soothsayer nay-saying

red herrings never spoke to us

we don't believe in fate or metaphor

they got healing lips but their tongues are poison tipped

maria, the moment is right

to make them take a step back

maria on your quietest night

well make them rue the day they met you

im whistling with conviction like a young man in love

like a young man with his pride on sale

baby

join the club

well you're just darling

with your exclaimed travesties

its a long road so keep your chin up

you got soothsayer nay-saying

red herrings never spoke to us

we don't believe in fate or metaphor

they got healing lips but their tongues are poison tipped

maria, the moment is right

to make them take a step back

maria on your quietest night

well make them rue the day they met you

i once held a stone also

staring at you naked

daring us to throw

maria you see the good in everything

now i know stones and bones fall

to where they came from

maria, the moment is right

to make them take a step back

maria on your quietest night

well make them rue the day they met you