Suzanne

I let the words come out

To hear how they would sound

Rolling off my tongue

All we heard was the subway pulling round…

Suzanne you missed them it’s a sin

I don’t see them popping up again

Oh Suzanne you missed them it’s a sin

I don’t see them popping up again

See them popping up again

I think I missed by shot

My stomachs in a terrible knot

My dying alcohol

Now seems to lack the where-with-all

Suzanne you missed them it’s a sin

I don’t see them popping up again

Oh Suzanne you missed them it’s a sin

I don’t see them popping up again

See them popping up again

May be we should build a house

And live in it ‘till we’re old

My intentions sailed right past you ears

The words did not take hold

The words did not take hold

Suzanne you missed them it’s a sin

I don’t see them popping up again…