SINGER: GlassJaw

SONG:Siberian Kiss

Siberian kiss
give me back
my pictures of me.
me, you and him makes three.
it figures the wheezing will measure your rate
of depress
and i hope you know.
like a bitch in heat,
i hope she know.
So put another penny in and turn the crank
until the frames cease to move
and the movie turns into a photo,
a photo the size of a kiss
i hope she knows.

Staring at a parisian sex flick
where the characters don't meet
the characters don't speak
and the characters are like mirrors facing mirrors:
space always expanding.
So put another penny in and turn the crank
until the frames cease to move
and the movie turns into a photo,
a photo the size of my fist
i hope she knows.
A hiccup in paradise
i keep you jealously to myself,
in a photo the size of a kiss
a kiss in the shape of a bullet.
On phone lines and letterheads
i'm dying about.
I've watched you whore yourself out for one more thing.
there's always one more thing.
if i can't have you no one will.
Pushing a lover to love another.
are you turned on?
I keep you jealously to myself.