The Tall Follow

I tell tales, tall as cliffs, you've got a lisp
Kid, those things are hard to miss like my cripple cough
All your weekends lost by the lake
Where you said I needed be afraid

Of all those devils on the wall
That make a fella small
When he's feelin' brave
They take his wine away

There were posters on the wall
I swear my mother saw
That I'd been up all night
Up all night

And you came well equipped
With a gun on your hip and some poison on your lips
But when we wake up in our make up
We'll be clean, we won't have nowhere to be

Oh, but I can't talk to you the way I've wanted to
I've been tellin' lies but I'll tell you the truth
Oh, I can't talk to you the way I've wanted to
I've been tellin' lies but I'll tell you the truth

Darling, I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving
You know I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving tonight

Darling, I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving
You know I'm tired and I should be leaving

And you'll hang like the rest
We'll leave a noose on the attorney's desk
And take to the streets, chant like an army
And doctor up this disease