"Saint Quentin (DEMO)" lyrics
Me and Kay and Shane and Rita got drunk one day after school
'Cause my brother gave me a bottle of vodka for my 18th birthday
He says, "If you're 18, you can die for your country, but you can't even buy alcohol"
I drank it down like confidence to feel free and unimportant and slow
But the sky eventually turned dark, and with the two miles between me and home
I decided to hitchhike, because no one murders here
First truck pulled over right on the soft shoulder and opened its door for me
And I stepped up into your booth and watched as you slowly rolled a Drum cigarette with one hand
We drove I-80 to San Francisco where I finally called my mom to tell her I was dropping out of school
And that I was in love, but we fought, so I hung up
Eventually, I had my baby in May, and we moved so many times the loan company lost us forever
I thought we couldn't afford a new car, so I didn't ask how you came home with new clothes for us
A carriage, a coffee maker, the Ford Mustang, and an emerald necklace
You said not to ask, that you got the things for me because you were scared that your love wasn't enough
But I didn't want you leaving me at night to come home with a coffee maker, and I was afraid you couldn't stop
Remember the night? Flashlights?
The man with the brass chest set had a gun and shot you in your hand
You couldn't understand the headache of voices, and you put the kitchen knife in him
And then the moment stood still, you could see his intestines falling out
You cry to me 'cause you're sorry
And all I see is metal and grey
They took you away, and our baby's now ten
And I see your face in the face of other men
And I'm praying
I'm praying
I'm praying
To Saint Quentin
Let us go
Because he's locked me up into being alone
'Cause my brother gave me a bottle of vodka for my 18th birthday
He says, "If you're 18, you can die for your country, but you can't even buy alcohol"
I drank it down like confidence to feel free and unimportant and slow
But the sky eventually turned dark, and with the two miles between me and home
I decided to hitchhike, because no one murders here
First truck pulled over right on the soft shoulder and opened its door for me
And I stepped up into your booth and watched as you slowly rolled a Drum cigarette with one hand
We drove I-80 to San Francisco where I finally called my mom to tell her I was dropping out of school
And that I was in love, but we fought, so I hung up
Eventually, I had my baby in May, and we moved so many times the loan company lost us forever
I thought we couldn't afford a new car, so I didn't ask how you came home with new clothes for us
A carriage, a coffee maker, the Ford Mustang, and an emerald necklace
You said not to ask, that you got the things for me because you were scared that your love wasn't enough
But I didn't want you leaving me at night to come home with a coffee maker, and I was afraid you couldn't stop
Remember the night? Flashlights?
The man with the brass chest set had a gun and shot you in your hand
You couldn't understand the headache of voices, and you put the kitchen knife in him
And then the moment stood still, you could see his intestines falling out
You cry to me 'cause you're sorry
And all I see is metal and grey
They took you away, and our baby's now ten
And I see your face in the face of other men
And I'm praying
I'm praying
I'm praying
To Saint Quentin
Let us go
Because he's locked me up into being alone
