Over Your Shoulder

There's a mark on my back

from my last heart attack

A whiskeymouthbottleneckcardstack

There's a source, of course,

she says: It's whispering at night

like air leaks from a tire

the truth outruns your lies (life)

If you jump track, thinkin' it's over

Remember

Sooner or later it's over your shoulder

I've got a bigmechanicmouth

it resonates with sound

A forkedmetallictongue

it's green with what it's found

Spin my head around

for a different view

You can't look straight ahead

to see what's in front of you

If you jump track, thinkin' it's over

Remember

Sooner or later it's over your shoulder