Tip Toe

Lyrics for Tip Toe

Tiptoeing through the used condoms Strewn on the piers Off the west side highway Sunset behind The skyline of jersey Walking towards the water With a fetus holding court in my gut My body highjacked My tits swollen and sore The river has more colors at sunset Than my sock drawer ever dreamed of I could wake up screaming sometimes But i don't I could step off the end of this pier but i got Shit to do And an appointment on tuesday To shed uninvited blood and tissue I'll miss you i say To the river to the water To the son or daughter I thought better of I could fall in love With jersey at sunset But i leave the view to the rats And tiptoe back