Old 97s - Salome lyrics

I know what goes on inside it's over before it starts

Well I'll stay all night, I'll wait right here

Full moon might work magic, girl but I won't disappear.

And I'm tired of makin' friends.

And I'm tired of makin' time.

And I'm sick to death of love.

And I'm sick to death of tryin'.

And it's easier for you

Yeah it's easier for you.

And it's easier for you

Yeah it's easier for you.

Salome, untie my hands

Well I'll find another lady

And you'll wreck another man.

It's over now, and so are we

My blood's turned to dirt girl

You broke every part of me

And I'm tired of makin' friends.

And I'm tired of makin' time.

And I'm sick to death of love.

And I'm sick to death of tryin'.

And it's easier for you.

Yeah it's easier for you.

And it's easier for you.

Yeah it's easier for you.

(guitar solo)

And I'm tired of makin' friends.

And I'm tired of makin' time.

And I'm sick to death of love

And I'm sick to death of tryin'.

And it's easier for you.

Yeah it's easier for you.

And it's easier for you.

Yeah it's easier for you.

And it's easier for you.

Yeah it's easier for you