Small Poppies
by Courtney Barnett
From the album: Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit
Track 4 of 11 on Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit (2015).
Duration: 06:59
Lyrics for Small Poppies
I stare at the lawn, it's Wednesday morning It needs a cut, but I'll leave it growing All different sizes and all shades of green Slashing it down just seems kind of mean In a way, it's a shame you get away thinking it's just a game Who am I to deny myself a pawn for you to use? At the end of the day, it's a pain that I keep seeing your name But I'm sure it's a bore being you I don't know quite who I am, oh, but man, I am trying I'll make mistakes until I get it right An eye for an eye for an eye for an eye for an eye I don't agree with that, why can't we just talk nice? Oh, the calamity, I wanna go to sleep for an eternity Who am I to deny myself a pawn? Oh, the humanity, I wanna disappear into obscurity But I'm sure it's a bore being you I don't know quite who I am, oh, but man, I am trying I'll make mistakes until I get it right An eye for an eye for an eye for an eye for an eye I used to hate myself, but now I think I'm alright I don't know quite who I am, oh, but man, I am trying I'll make mistakes until I get it right An eye for an eye for an eye for an eye for an eye I dreamed I stabbed you with a coat hanger wire