The summer I
Simmered simple in the sand
So tongue-tied
Mum and dumb
The comb, it just
Found itself in my hand
I stood when I
Should have run
Conspiracy
Those fellows and me
The comb, the way it's going
Hardly I
Hardly I
Hardly I even knew him
Hardly I
Hardly I
Hardly I even knew him
But he had to die
To establish
Whereabouts, wherefore?
If guilty, flawed or more
The world would find me
Sprawled on the floor
A vulgar foreigner
Conspiracy
Those fellows and me
The comb, the way it's going
Hardly I
Hardly I
Hardly I even knew him
Hardly I
Hardly I
Hardly I even knew him
But he had to die
| 1 | Wish You Were Here |
| 2 | Tourniquet |
| 3 | Saline the Salt Lake Queen |
| 4 | A Retinue Of Moons |
| 5 | A Quitter |
| 6 | Draconian Crackdown |
| 7 | Choose Me for Champion |
| 8 | Our Lies |
| 9 | Rats |
| 10 | When I Was A Young Girl |