Moodswing Whiskey
Mood swing whiskey
Drank it all in the trailer
Waiting for the dark to move in
Sitting in my step-sister's kitchen
Horseflies on the window sill
Eyes trained on the lemon peeler
And wishing it were a gun
Drank it all in the trailer
Waiting for the dark to move in
Sitting in my step-sister's kitchen
Horseflies on the window sill
Eyes trained on the lemon peeler
And wishing it were a gun
I'm thinking of my wedding ring
Trapped inside the heater
Spring water on the floor of this
Sex starved room
Trapped inside the heater
Spring water on the floor of this
Sex starved room
Your nightmare falls around me
And the waves of bliss
I tried to stop it with my hand
I was lost in the kiss
With you
And the waves of bliss
I tried to stop it with my hand
I was lost in the kiss
With you
Mood swing whiskey
Your bliss, the actress
Bliss, the assassin
Bliss, the abyss
Your bliss, the actress
Bliss, the assassin
Bliss, the abyss
Took a crazy shot of whiskey
In about zero to sixty
All i could see was the bill
In about zero to sixty
All i could see was the bill
I was singing through a melody
With a drink in my right hand
Eyes sparkling, aflame and amazed
With a drink in my right hand
Eyes sparkling, aflame and amazed
Said buzz me up to your junkyard paradise
Buzz me up to your junkyard paradise
Baby I need a sweet-ass photo of you
Buzz me up to your junkyard paradise
Baby I need a sweet-ass photo of you
I cheated, and I lied, and you stole her
Stung my tongue just like
Sweat from her shoulder
Stung my tongue just like
Sweat from her shoulder
Ooh, moodswing whiskey
Your love, the destroyer
Love, the destroyer
Love, love...
Your love, the destroyer
Love, the destroyer
Love, love...
Yes moodswing whiskey flipped my brain
Only you can break this chain
Are you here in my bed again?
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Only you can break this chain
Are you here in my bed again?
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, run down to the subway station
I'm packing my rod
All unnecessary histories erased
I am a punishing god
Moodswing whiskey
Your prodigal son has returned
I'm packing my rod
All unnecessary histories erased
I am a punishing god
Moodswing whiskey
Your prodigal son has returned
This is for all the headless acrobats
Faces crushed in the circus dust
All in the name of gravity
And the price of admission
Faces crushed in the circus dust
All in the name of gravity
And the price of admission
Beautiful loser, what has it left you now?
Beautiful loser, what has it left you?
'Cause you're beautiful
Beautiful loser, what has it left you?
'Cause you're beautiful
I think of mankind in quotation marks
Ever since i took a drink from you
Ever since i took a drink from you