Pack up a bag
Take two Tylenol
Cut your braids with kitchen knives
Kill the rest of your sister wives
Call Anna on the telephone
Turn around for one more look at home
One glance, you're a pillar of salt
I learned my lessons here in the drought
No water on my tongue,
No water in my eyes
No water on my tongue,
No water in my eyes
A bouquet left above the steps
My quick heart and some deep unrest
No joy when the birds don't sing
When they see you they don't say a thing
Your heart reeks of sulfur air
You reach out to me, your wrists are bare
I see the devil in your eyes when you smile
Come inside, you can stay for a while
No water on my tongue,
No water in my eyes
No water on my tongue,
No water in my eyes
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