Too Good To Be True
I’m a soldier, a warrior, a bad motherfxxxer, but she scares the hell out of me, like no enemy has ever done.
She’s a danger zone, a minefield, a murderous battleground,
on which no battle will ever be won.
I hear her sing, her voice melodramatic and fragile like Ellen Foley,
always on the verge of breach.
Singing about leaving me, this town and past behind,
and moving to Byron Bay, to a house on the beach.
She touched my soul and wrecked my heart,
screwed my brain and smiled as I fell apart.
She scarred my skin with buddha and a gun,
a lifelong memo of her hit-and-run,
and I’m hurting, constantly aching, my body is black and blue,
but she’s too good, too good, too good to be true.
She turned me down and turned me away,
asked me to leave and then asked me to stay.
Turned on the lights, so bright it left me blind,
and did a good job of messin’ up my mind,
and I’m hurting, constantly aching, my body is black and blue,
but she’s too good, too good, too good to be true.
I watch her lips move as she speaks, but don’t hear a word she says,
not a distant sound as I slowly fall.
I stare into her dark and many I’s, and I hold my breath,
as I realize she’s no angel, no angel at all.
She’s far from strong but she always leaves me weak as I crawl,
crawl by her feet and I’m begging her please,
to bring down the walls on her borderline and allow me to lay her,
lay her on hallowed ground and lay me at ease.
She touched my soul and wrecked my heart,
screwed my brain and smiled as I fell apart.
She scarred my skin with buddha and a gun,
a lifelong memo of her hit-and-run,
and I’m hurting, constantly aching, my body is black and blue,
but she’s too good, too good, too good to be true.
She turned me down and turned me away,
asked me to leave and then asked me to stay.
Turned on the lights, so bright it left me blind,
and did a good job of messin’ up my mind,
and I’m hurting, constantly aching, my body is black and blue,
but she’s too good, too good, too good to be true
Solo
(bridge)
She had me coming,
coming to lay down my guns and surrender,
and while my heart was flooding,
she closed all locks to defend her.
Chorus repeat