Blindman Throws the Knife

A rocker with smokin' guitars

Blindman Throws The Knife

Another glass bottom day in the city
As the cool steel shatters your nerves
Sooner or later every hard line
Bends at the curve
I've got guarantees to make life easy
I've got you to make an easy life
When she's gone
Blindman throws the knife

A routine branch smile gaze at the wicket
A little volatile bag of tricks
The minute hand grinds
As the second hand violently ticks
I've got anarchy in raging glory
I've got an overload of angry strife
When she's gone
Blindman throws the knife

Why don't I don't know where you're going
Why don't you break down and stay
Sooner or later
All my best laid friends go away
My bed at night feels so empty
Lonely man takes a wife
But when she's gone
Blindman throws the knife

Why won't you admit where you're going
I think sometimes you don't like to say
Little by little
All my best laid plans go astray
My bed at night feels so useless
Crazy man, crazier wife
There she goes...
Blindman throws the knife


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