it was cold and then it came i laid my cards plain to see they told me i had nothing to blame my backbone s broken and the river s swollen the cars are purring the leaves are pouring the sidewalk s empty and the street is slippery the lights are dim just like the people at the party i was at i gotta move i wanna split i m pulling on a string that s coming to an end the last one broke on a bend i lost a hat and sat with a duck the last one broke on a bend i ain t got nothing to pluck i ain t got nothing to fuck i ain t got nothing at all it was cold and then it came i had to duck to see the bus raging down on the cusp of my clustered lens they told me i had nothing to blame the seats were warm and the birds they swarmed the place was bright and it felt just right my backbone s swollen and the river s broken the cars are purring the leaves are pouring the sidewalk s empty the street is slippery the lights are dim just like the people at the party i was at i gotta move i wanna split i m pulling on a string that s coming to an end the last one broke on a bend i lost a hat and sat with a duck the last one broke on a bend i ain t got nothing to fuck