Lyrics Eleanor Friedberger

Eleanor Friedberger

Does Turquoise Work?

I heard him say

I'd rather hurt myself than let you hurt me

Was he talking about me?

I heard him say

I've been trying to sleep fourteen hours a day

Was he talking about her?

She was a girl

So blonde

Does turquoise work?

It never fails

Cross his name off the list

Cause colors, who needs 'em?

Look in the top drawer

But quiet, don't think

The ugly picture

Was up for eight minutes today

The complete idiot

Was Lord for an hour

There was crystal deception

At the disappointing picnic

The new dawn

Serves as memory loss meters

The shapes in the road

Were remedies for last week's mistakes

I used his foot as a phone

And said something, something

No never mind, nothing