Tomberlin - Self-Help
Electrocuted in the bathtub
Yellow, black my bruises become
The heart is a heavy coffin
Where I lay down everyone I love
I used the self-help book to kill a fly
I think it worked, Mom, I think I'm fine
Well, pray for my fifth of a century, the start of the beginning
The light in my eyes, not the tears that fall out
Well, you have a soft sort of power
But you know I'm not your napkin
This time, this time, this time, this time
Well, you have a soft sort of power
But you know I'm not your napkin
This time, this time, this time
Written by:
SARAH BETH TOMBERLIN
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