Big Toe
THE GROWLERS · Chinese Fountain 2014 · Track 01 of 11
Written by Anthony Braun Perry, Brooks Nielsen, Kyle Straka, Matt Taylor, Scott Montoya
I'm a dealer with an infinite tab A gentleman in some of the sense She acts like I'm ripping off scabs No wonder she has no friends at all
She's a lost cause So count your losses
How's I supposed to know she'd ruin me? Beauty strong enough to trick me Quick clouds of storms, so moody Got me looking around in a forbidden city
She's the coldest She's turning me silver She's got me on the bridge Looking down at the old cold river
She can hex like a crow She howls harder than the wind can blow Her love's so uncomfortable She strikes down like a hammer on your big toe
She's a lost cause So count your losses
Wasting her window of beauty The only thing she has to offer The grace of her face is a terrible waste Behind, it's something awful
She's a lost cause So count your losses
She's a cold bitch She's turning me silver She's got me on the bridge Looking down at the old cold river