Alex Ebert - A Hundred Reasons

A hundred teardrops in my eyes
A hundred reasons I could die
It's hard to know just what is right
A hundred reasons we should try

The way you shake and frown
Like the way you boogie down
Like the way you wear your clothes
Like a hippie 'tween a clown
Like your Sunday morning beauty
And your amniotic thighs
And the way that you come pourin'
out your oceanic eyes
Your crooked teeth, your spiral breath
Your dimpled little knees
And your ridiculous words
with your hieroglyphic schemes
And your panicked little ears
tryin' to pick up on this sound
As I'm singing you the truth
while my tears are fallin' down

A hundred teardrops in my eyes
A hundred reasons I could die
A hundred ways I told you lies
Told you lies

Mmm

I told you you're my wife, well I
Put underneath my tongue
Was a bubblin', tremblin'
Desire for everyone
So I hid the animal in me
I hid the spirit who was free
I tried to believe what I was tellin'
but it just built a hell in me
[??] and [??] and picket fences
All on Earth a quakin' light
Shaking the foundation of
The faking that our parents taught
Sky was turning black
And your tears in my head
While I'm dancing round the truth
Singing "still could be your man"

A hundred teardrops you have cried
A hundred reasons you could die
It's hard to know just what is right
A hundred times we've said goodbye

Feel like it's been so long
Feel like we should try
Well I guess it's so long
No more tears to cry

Feel like it's been so long
Feel like we should try
Well I guess it's so long
No more tears to cry

So long
No more tears to cry
So long