Cup On The Counter Lyrics

The cup on the counter leaves a circular stain

The rut from the tire is deep in the clay

The flat of the grass where a body was laid

The contents of pockets all strewn on a table

Why try to lie to me

I'm not a child I know what I've seen

Why try to lie to me

I'm not a child I know what I've seen
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The fray of the fabric, the edge of the chair

The hard to reach places, the things you put there

Ashes on cinders long after the flames

The rain on the road leaves a beautiful haze

Why try to lie to me

I'm not a child I know what I've seen

Why try to lie to me

I'm not a child I know what I've seen