Pools In Eyes
Written by Tanya Donelly; Performed by Throwing Muses
©1987 Published by Throwing Music (BMI)

This song is available on:
House Tornado/The Fat Skier(UK) - The Fat Skier


 

I called you, I told you
I guess I've always wanted
Is that stupid
I'm so untrue
That's too bad, I can't stop
Found a little squirrel, a little dead
Little head, little fist
Why did I think of you
I'll always wonder what he said and
What he meant and that's too bad

You can't see pools in eyes
You can't see squirrels in your poison

I'm here again
I'm alone again
I'm talking again
And wanting
I saw the gimp girl today she's walking
In between you she walks
Circle spins around you
She lives on looks

On
Where are your legs
Where are your her legs

I'll always wonder what she meant and
That's too bad

He's a statue and she is broken broken again

He's a statue they say she broke him
She's so broken all out again

You can't see pools in eyes
You can't see me in your poison

I thought this hardness was a shell
It's a hard hard hard core


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