Oh Sorrow Oh Shame - Odds

Drinking like a teenager

Using up the kneenex

Staring at the cd rack asking myself which fuzzbox band would sound the best

I try on your lipstick

I try on your clothes

I wanna be you for a little while

And I’m freaked out enough to bloody my own nose

Oh sorrow, oh shame

Take me by the shoulders

Shake me to the brain

Oh sorrow, oh shame

I’ve locked myself in a room again

A glossy of you next to my face

Looking in the mirror

I see us frozen like cavemen discovered together in a thousand years

Every little town

Has its three-legged cat

I’m happy to live that way

Cause no one expects me to catch the rat

Oh sorrow, oh shame

Take me by the shoulders

Shake me to the brain

Oh sorrow, oh shame

I’ve looked myself in a room again

I cross myself & do my best «acid queen»

A cross between a dime-store witch

And a whirling painted Martin Sheen

I try on your lipstick

I try on your hose

I wanna be you for a little while

I’m freaked out enough to bloody my own nose

Oh sorrow, oh shame

Take me by the shoulders

Shake my to the brain

Oh sorrow, oh shame

I’ve locked myself in a room again