9 crimes.

as I sit here listening to damien rice, sipping my grape juice (hooray for being 18), and beginning to feel the effects of some very strong muscle relaxers I think about how much I love damien rice. and especially his song 9 crimes.

Leave me out with the waste

This is not what I'd do

It's the wrong kind of place

To be thinking of you

It's the wrong time

For somebody new

It's a small crime

And I've got no excuse

Is that alright?

Give my gun away when it's loaded

Is that alright?

If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it

Is that alright?

Give my gun away when it's loaded

Is that alright

With you?

Leave me out with the waste

This is not what I'd do

It's the wrong kind of place

To be cheating on you

It's the wrong time

She's pulling me through

It's a small crime

And I've got no excuse

Is that alright?

Give my gun away when it's loaded

Is that alright?

If you dont shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it

Is that alright?

If I give my gun away when it's loaded

Is that alright

Is that alright with you?

I think the first crime is not listening to damien more often (first name basis what up). I mean, he's just great. 9 crimes, cannonball, the blower's daughter, delicate. all good.

now don't bother asking me what that song means to me, because I've got nothing. other than that I like it. it makes me happy.