Divorce, The - Knife And Kids Lyrics

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While you carve up the children 
I'll be combing the sand 
Searching for bones and teeth 
And soft little things 
Held in soft little hands 

You make me feel like a woman 
I'll make you feel like a man 
We'll make them all feel like bitches 
While we have them eating from our hands 

((I know something you don't know)) 

We'll be calling a roll call 
For people weak in the knees 
And then we'll call them all liars 
Because we do as we damn well please 

Too many days 
I've spent most of them just 
Waiting for something 
Too many ways 
For your car to break down 
I'll misbehave 
In the hopes I'll catch 
Not hold your attention 
If you're the king 
Then let me see your crown 

Every day 
I starve myself 
Because it's feast or fashion 
And every day 
I crack a rib 
Because I'm laughing at myself 

Every day 
I starve myself 
Because it's feast or fashion 
And every day 
I crack a rib 
I hope I laugh myself to death 

Too many days 
I've spent most of them just 
Waiting for something 
Too many ways 
For your car to break down 
I'll misbehave 
In the hopes I'll catch 
Not hold your attention 
If you're the king 
Then let me see your crown

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lyrics submitted by Billy on 22-12-2004