"Miracle Of Life" lyrics
(feat. Phoebe Bridgers)
Wrapped herself around him like a tourniquet
Cold October nights she'd wear his leather jacket
Ahhh, now she's scared of taking a piss
Can't be sure she's positive
Made her an appointment, she was two months late
The car they borrowed broke down 'fore they got out of state
Towed back into town, what a drag
She's feeling sick, he's feeling bad
Such is the miracle of life
The essence of family is to sacrifice
We could be done with it tonight
The neighborhood doctor says it's sanitized
Lay down on the hard cold ground
Crying's such a soothing sound
Get cured with a coat hanger
Girl, you're in America now
Woke up in the morning in a cousin's bed
Something don't look right, septic, infected and red
Hot forehead like a frying pan
From fever dreams of sweaty men
Lay down on the hard cold ground
Crying's such a soothing sound
Get cured with a coat hanger
Girl, you're in America now
Such is the miracle of life
The essence of love is to sacrifice
We could be done with it tonight
The neighborhood doctor says it's sanitized
Lay down on the hard cold ground
Crying's such a soothing sound
Get cured with a coat hanger
Girl, you're in America now
Expired on a Sunday
She was young and blonde
Went right up to heaven
We're all children of god
Cold October nights she'd wear his leather jacket
Ahhh, now she's scared of taking a piss
Can't be sure she's positive
Made her an appointment, she was two months late
The car they borrowed broke down 'fore they got out of state
Towed back into town, what a drag
She's feeling sick, he's feeling bad
Such is the miracle of life
The essence of family is to sacrifice
We could be done with it tonight
The neighborhood doctor says it's sanitized
Lay down on the hard cold ground
Crying's such a soothing sound
Get cured with a coat hanger
Girl, you're in America now
Woke up in the morning in a cousin's bed
Something don't look right, septic, infected and red
Hot forehead like a frying pan
From fever dreams of sweaty men
Lay down on the hard cold ground
Crying's such a soothing sound
Get cured with a coat hanger
Girl, you're in America now
Such is the miracle of life
The essence of love is to sacrifice
We could be done with it tonight
The neighborhood doctor says it's sanitized
Lay down on the hard cold ground
Crying's such a soothing sound
Get cured with a coat hanger
Girl, you're in America now
Expired on a Sunday
She was young and blonde
Went right up to heaven
We're all children of god
Writer(s): Conor M Oberst, Nathaniel Walcott
