Crater Lake Lyrics – Liz Phair

Once you’ve left a lonely rage on its own, it grows
And dynamite stuffed in a mailbox doesn’t smoke until it blows
And oh, all the tears
In four tiny years

Well, look at me, I’m frightening my friends
You better roll me
I bought a map of the moon
There’s a crater with my name on it and a really good view

There I was, getting drunk in your room
Because I wanted to throw my weight around
And oh, all the tears
In four tiny years

Well, look at me, I’m frightening my friends
You better roll me home
You better roll me home
You better roll me home
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Liz Phair Lyrics – Crater Lake

Liz Phair

Crater Lake