Broken Arm歌詞

I think I finally understand
The way a broken arm can hate the hand
The way a farmer hates his crop
The way a lawyer hates the honest cop
The smell of chamomile
beneath my sickle blade
will not comfort the cancer-stricken
or provide some common shade
I finally woke up at the drop
and told the driver that he had to stop
and then he dropped onto his knees
you know these actors always die in threes
the summer dialog
translated by a hack
it gives me chills when
she pays the bills and
she still has time to surprise-attack
come out come out come out and say it
why can't you come out and say it
come out come out come out and say it
why can't you come out and say it
ahhhh....
the look of camouflage
on the ones who beg
the decider says I'm a fighter
but I can't feel
my ****ing/missing legs (depends on version)
ah la la la la la la la.....
ah la la la la la la la la la.....
come out come out come out and say it
why can't you come out and say it
come out come out come out and say it
why can't you come out and say it
come out come out come out