"Silver Spoon" lyrics
I'll watch and learn from afar
I'll pull the weeds from my heart and
Put lipstick on for your family party
In the garden
I stare at the house you were brought up in
All the photographs and door frames are wooden
I wish I'd known you when you were younger
Before lovers
'Cause I've changed my accent
And I gave a false name
I hope I throw a party
In a house of my own someday
When you were a kid
You'd come in through the back gate
Your folks left a light on
In case you get home late and
I bet you grew up eating at the table
Fed love from silver spoons, reasons to be grateful
You ask about kids, I don't know if I'm able
I bet you grew up being asked how your day was
I bet you grew up grazing your knees
But the fall wasn't fatal like it was for me
We're the product of love that we do not receive
I'll corrupt every branch of this family tree
I split the good wine, I panicked
A disaster, a knee-jerk reaction
Then everyone around us starts laughing
Is that how it's meant to happen?
Oh, your mother said I'm always welcome
To visit, to take second helpings
I said, "No, thanks", I'm so full on resentment
That I learned to fend for myself, but
You were sweet, I got mean
And when we fight, I refuse to eat
You're sensible, I'm hating it
What a good job that your mother did, oh
You were kind, I was cruel
In another life, maybe I was you
And I grew up into something good
Somebody who could swallow love
I bet you grew up eating at the table
Fed love from silver spoons, reasons to be grateful
You ask about kids, I don't know if I'm able
I bet you grew up being asked how your day was
I bet you grew up grazing your knees
But the fall wasn't fatal like it was for me
We're the product of love that we do not receive
I'll corrupt every branch of this family tree
Silver spoons and butter knives
Living hand to mouth, I'm getting by
Your love is spreading thin
But my medicine goes down alright
Silver spoons and butter knives
Living hand to mouth, I'm getting by
Your love is spreading thin
But my medicine goes down alright
Silver spoons and butter knives
Living hand to mouth, I'm getting by
Your love is spreading thin
But my medicine goes down alright
Silver spoons and butter knives
Living hand to mouth, I'm getting by
Just feed me love and give it time
Oh, maybe in another life
I'll pull the weeds from my heart and
Put lipstick on for your family party
In the garden
I stare at the house you were brought up in
All the photographs and door frames are wooden
I wish I'd known you when you were younger
Before lovers
'Cause I've changed my accent
And I gave a false name
I hope I throw a party
In a house of my own someday
When you were a kid
You'd come in through the back gate
Your folks left a light on
In case you get home late and
I bet you grew up eating at the table
Fed love from silver spoons, reasons to be grateful
You ask about kids, I don't know if I'm able
I bet you grew up being asked how your day was
I bet you grew up grazing your knees
But the fall wasn't fatal like it was for me
We're the product of love that we do not receive
I'll corrupt every branch of this family tree
I split the good wine, I panicked
A disaster, a knee-jerk reaction
Then everyone around us starts laughing
Is that how it's meant to happen?
Oh, your mother said I'm always welcome
To visit, to take second helpings
I said, "No, thanks", I'm so full on resentment
That I learned to fend for myself, but
You were sweet, I got mean
And when we fight, I refuse to eat
You're sensible, I'm hating it
What a good job that your mother did, oh
You were kind, I was cruel
In another life, maybe I was you
And I grew up into something good
Somebody who could swallow love
I bet you grew up eating at the table
Fed love from silver spoons, reasons to be grateful
You ask about kids, I don't know if I'm able
I bet you grew up being asked how your day was
I bet you grew up grazing your knees
But the fall wasn't fatal like it was for me
We're the product of love that we do not receive
I'll corrupt every branch of this family tree
Silver spoons and butter knives
Living hand to mouth, I'm getting by
Your love is spreading thin
But my medicine goes down alright
Silver spoons and butter knives
Living hand to mouth, I'm getting by
Your love is spreading thin
But my medicine goes down alright
Silver spoons and butter knives
Living hand to mouth, I'm getting by
Your love is spreading thin
But my medicine goes down alright
Silver spoons and butter knives
Living hand to mouth, I'm getting by
Just feed me love and give it time
Oh, maybe in another life
Writer(s): Erin Ruth Lecount
