American Music Club

The Dead Part of You

American Music Club


The price of your soul is less than the cab fare 
That gets you home before the living end 
The dead part of you leaves me with a blessing 
From a destruction of your beauty 
Your self-hatred your self-pity 

There's so little of you left 

The dead part of you takes me out 
And says the beast in me is fading fast 
And leaves me with a great big goodbye hug 
It's busy clinging to the dead part of the past 

You only love one thing 
And there's so little of it left 
He has taken everything 
And there's so little of you left 

You're just a baby in the back seat 
That a door slam sends crying into the world 
And a cab driver's in a hurry that matters more than 
More than anything we can hope for from the world 

You only love one thing 
And there's so little of it left 
He has taken everything 
And there's so little of you left