She was cuffed to the truth the truth was a chair interrogation light in her eyes And her lit a cigarette, just stood there Waiting for her to crack, for her to cry
And his face through her mind Like a across a wall They made her skin Yeah, they made her skin
They said, "We got confession, we just need for you to sign Why don't you just Make this easier on us all this easier on us all Can this easier on us all"
'Cause there was and then there was darkness But there was no in between And asking my for guidance Was like with a machine
Yeah, 'cause joy it has its own And my are languid and lawless And bows to beauty When it is and when it is flawless When, when it is fierce and it is flawless
On the table were two ziploc Containing her and her smile said, "We're keeping these as evidence 'Til this thing to trial"
Meanwhile was fingering solace In another down the hall were love's accomplices But solace took the
Now look at her book of days, it's the on every page And she's got a little tin cup with her in it To bang along the bars of her rib Bang along the of her rib cage
'Cause there was light and then there was But there was no in between And her heart for guidance Was pleading with a machine
Yeah, joy it has its own And my dreams are languid and And everything bows to When it is fierce and it is flawless
When, when, when it is fierce and, and it's flawless When, when, when it is fierce and, and when flawless it is fierce and, and when it is flawless
Fierce, Fierce, Fierce, Fierce,