Braille lyrics

She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks

She hadn't been a virgin and he hadn't been a god

So she named the baby Elvis

To make up for the royalty he lacked

And from then on it was turpentine and patches

From then on it was cold Campbell's from the can

And they were just two jerks playing with matches

'Cause that's all they knew how to play

And it was raining cats and dogs outside of her window

And she knew they were destined to become sacred road kill on the way

And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking

Thinking about puddles and, puddles and mistakes

'Cause it's been turpentine and patches

It's been cold, cold Campbell's from the can

They were just two jerks playing with matches

'Cause that's all they knew how to play

When they knew how to play

Elvis never could carry a tune

She thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon

She was tracing the years with her fingers on her skin

Saying why don't I begin again

With turpentine and patches

With cold, cold Campbell's from the can

After all I'm still a jerk playing with matches

It's just that he's not around to play along, yeah

I'm still an asshole playing with candles

Blowing out wishes, blowing out dreams

Just sitting here and trying to decipher what

What's written in Braille upon my skin, oh yeah

On this skin

She was lying on the floor and counting stretch

She was lying on the floor and counting stretch

She was lying on the floor, lying, lying, lying and counting stretch

• Artist:Regina Spektor
• Album:11:11