For all the drama and the lies, I can't bring myself to be mean.
For the violence, the bruises, covered up unseen.
For the oceans of alcohol that poured through my room, drowning me.
For the faith I had in you and all of my love, couldn’t make it clean.
Day after day sat on a table you can’t even see.
Pouring out your heart into a glass that lost it’s gleam.
Your stories are so very entertaining but on repeat.
Now you’re passing out behind derelict buildings, but can never sleep.
All you want us to do is to raise a glass to you.
For all you put us through, and through.
For the eulogy and touching words on a published page.
Forever engraved but soon forgotten, like breaking waves.
Laying in the arms of your dying lover, says he sets you free.
Hold his hand as you descend into what you both want to be.
All you want us to do is to raise a glass to you.
For all you put us through, and through.
Well I tried, and I tried.
Everybody tried, until you…
Your mother sits alone at home, and she’s waiting.
Waiting for what everybody knows is waiting for you.
Though he was uncredited, Steve Albini was behind the boards on this noise rock classic from the forever feral Jesus Lizard. Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2024
Alex Henry Foster again collaborates with Canadian-Japanese artist Momoka, who also translates the lyrics from English to Japanese. Bandcamp New & Notable May 7, 2024