Middle Names Songtext
von Danny Malone

Who knows why he was born with octopus arms
Marshmallow collarbones and a mouth full of mud
Cause his head′s heavy with dirt
And his heart's just a balled-up old t-shirt

Who knows why she was born with burlap her hair
Laughing as Lafayette caught wind of her dice
Sure, that is until
She burned, burned out on Nashville

"Who needs it?" he softly said
Let′s trade a pint of blood and run inside each other
On three, say your middle name, let's numb these stomach flutters


Neat rows of dominoes are taking the fall
Cough cough, who tipped them off while we sat on top?
Was it that cop in the parking garage?
I thought we wouldn't get caught in
But we made it out, making out

Let′s trade a pint of blood and occupy each other
Babe, if you want to see me play, well, you′re never playing cover
And we might never get it together
But you look more like your middle name singing
"Billie Jean's my lover"

So why, why take it slow
When your eyes, your eyes are just windows
And standing still on the sill of your soul
Everything′s fine, just open the blinds
It's our window of time