Firewater Whistling In The Dark Lyrics

Whistling In The Dark Lyrics

Crouching on the cool white tile 



SHe's got to learn to take her medicine 



With a professional smile 



Holy vessel or a toilet bowl 



Puking hopes into a urinal 



Sun like a blowtorch 



Cuts through aluminum sky 



Just like a crippled ballerina 



In a pair of too-tight slacks 



It's on her face, expensive tastes 



But no excess of ready cash 



She's completely gone 



Oh, but you know she'll be back 



 



She's living on a question mark 



But spending exclamation points 



It's perjury right from the start 



She's only whistling in the dark 



Evidence is thin in her defense 



And as the prosecution rests 



The jury's out, the mood is tense 



They're only whistling in the dark 



 



So many ways the game could go 



Timer ticks out minutes left 



Until it's going to blow 



She may stumble, but she won't fall 



Waiting for the curtain call 



As history repeats in motion slow 



 



And though her repertoire is good 



It's just a faded valentine 



Between the hammer and the nails 



There lies unspoken compromise 



Then it strikes you 



Right between the eyes 



 



Cause when tomorrow's blown away 



Seems like tonight is here to stay 



So she just close her eyes and stumble forward 



Whistling in the dark 



Long live the queen, the queen is dead 



So take the crown off of her head 



But is that taps or reveille 



That she is whistling in the dark?