Johnny Ripper

Twilight’s million battered lips sleep in a house of fractured smiles
Young love’s clumsy fingertips are gonna find out for themselves
The birds keep on singing from the tops of trees
But the song’s out of tune that drips from the breeze
There’s a razor in the garden waiting for a delicate head
Look out!
Look out!
For diamonds sparkling where the trap doors swing into the bottom
Of a cold misery full of insults to add to your collection
Parking lots dangling from your diction, daydreams bobbing in a shattered sea
Look out!
Look out!
For sirens dancing where the nooses swing from gutted branches
Of your fantasies full of insults falling from your ceiling
Motels where you’re f**king without feeling, daydreams bobbing in a shattered
sea
Fake leaves shake like deceit on your tongue
Desperate mothers devoured by young
Hold on to love you learned to despise like an ocean choking on its own tide
There’s a razor in the garden waiting to cut through your seams
Look out!
Look out!
The dull years drag the best days of your life through asphalt
And glass while summer’s favorite fathers birthing next year’s deadbeat dads
Let’s tack up another eviction note to matrimony’s throbbing throat
Stuffed with songs from a synthetic past
Silver clouds and artifacts full of insults to add to your collection
Parking lots dangling from your diction, daydreams bobbing in a shattered sea