Sybil
© 1999 juliana hatfield music
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
oh yeah
I saw her limping down the street
head up from between her knees
breakfast in the evening
she can't play and she can't sing
she stole a flower and I got caught
I trail behind her in the parking lot
I pick up all the things she dropped
she covets blood and wants to get a cut
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
oh yeah
she puts rocks in your pockets
and sends you down to the rivers edge
with a kiss and one request
bring me back some cigarettes
her radio is much too loud
pulled her car up on the yard
throw the baby in the trash
count me out she goes too fast
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
oh yeah
this was not the last of times
Sybil kind of almost died
she gave them all another scare
I'm not sorry but I don't care
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
Sybil's out of bed and she's feeling fine
oh yeah