2009 Hell of a Curse

Marble desk, clean hands, smile in the glass

Sign your name where the heavy hearts pass

You wore ambition like a pressed black coat

Then a hungry old curse found a thread at your throat

Parking-garage, scratching nails in your skin

Silver at your collar where the bad luck gets in

You gave her the street and you kept your place

Now the curse crawls home in a button shape

Three days till your turn

Three nights till the burn

You can beg until it hurts

But it only gets worse

Hell of a Curse

Wrapped in a button and a borrowed name

Hell of a Curse

One cruel choice and the whole world changed

Too late, too late, when the rail lines burst

Hands from the ground, fire in the earth

Hell of a Curse

Thought you were safe, but the curse still burns

Kitchen walls breathe with a funeral grin

Every clean room lets the insects in

You bargain with candles, you bargain with blood

Still hear hooves in the Hollywood mud

Grave dirt packed underneath your nails

Rain in the coffin and the shovel fails

Wrong little packet, wrong little trade

The curse kept quiet till the rail lines fray

Three days till your turn

Three nights till the burn

You can beg until it hurts

But it only gets worse

Hell of a Curse

Wrapped in a button and a borrowed name

Hell of a Curse

One cruel choice and the whole world changed

Too late, too late, when the rail lines burst

Hands from the ground, fire in the earth

Hell of a Curse

Thought you were safe, but the curse still burns

Circle drawn tight

Salt on the floor

Old hands waiting

By the locked front door

One goat breathing

One blade clean

One name buried

In the smoke between

Give it back

Seal it tight

Feed the dead

End it tonight

Hell of a Curse

Wrapped in a button and a borrowed name

Hell of a Curse

One cruel choice and the whole world changed

Too late, too late, when the rail lines burst

Hands from the ground, fire in the earth

Hell of a Curse

Thought you were safe, but the curse still burns