Sam Kinison

Tiny Vessels

Sam Kinison


This Is the Moment That You Know 
That You Told You Loved Her But You Don't. 
You Touch Her Skin and Then You Think 
That She Is Beautiful But She Don't Mean a Thing to Me. 
Yeah, She Is Beautiful But She Don't Mean a Thing to Me.

I Spent Two Weeks in Silverlake 
The California Sun Cascading Down My Face 
There Was a Girl With Light Brown Streaks 
And She Was Beautiful But She Didn't Mean a Thing to Me. 
Yeah She Was Beautiful But She Didn't Mean a Thing to Me.

Wanted to Believe in All the Words That I Was Speaking 
As We Moved Together in the Dark 
And All the Friends That I Was Telling 
And All the Playful Misspellings 
And Every Bite I Gave You Left a Mark

Tiny Vessels Oozed Into Your Neck 
And Formed the Bruises 
That You Said You Didn't Want to Fade 
But They Did and So Did I That Day

All I See Are Dark Grey Clouds 
In the Distance Moving Closer With Every Hour 
So When You Ask "Was Something Wrong?" 
That I Think "You're Damn Right There Is But We Can't Talk About It Now. 
No, We Can't Talk About It Now."

So One Last Touch and Then You'll Go 
And We'll Pretend That It Meant Something So Much More 
But It Was Vile, and It Was Cheap 
And You Are Beautiful But You Don't Mean a Thing to Me 
Yeah You Are Beautiful But You Don't Mean a Thing to Me (X2)