I am a star. Hal Hartley movie. I read my lines,
straight faced in the mirror. You are my camera.
Slouched over coffee, I'm faking artsy. We're
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/2mqu ]playing dress up now. And the rain is washing out
the snow. We play the card games that we know.
I'll lay you down here, your body a smokestack. My
fellow acrobat. You're a coal miners song tonight.