Lines – Mindy GledhillBy Lines, fabricated to flatterLines, neatly traced and gatheredLike paper thin sewing patternsPinned and in their placesWords, blend them into a batterWords, on a fanciful platterServed by the maddest of hattersWhile we fake our facesBut it doesn’t matter nowIt doesn’t matter nowIt’s all just poison in disguiseTeacups full of candy-coatedPoison in disguiseTeacups full of candy-coated linesShapes, oh society loves their shapesCookie cutter lives all half bakedManufactured and sent throughQuality inspectionTwo, or maybe three, or four times the funCould be had if we’d only comeTo the table to feast withAll our imperfectionsBut it doesn’t matter nowIt doesn’t matter nowIt’s all just poison in disguiseTeacups full of candy-coatedPoison in disguiseTeacups full of candy-coated linesEverybody fill your cupsPinkies out and bottoms upFake a smile and drink it downPoison in disguiseTeacups full of candy-coatedPoison in disguiseTeacups full of candy coated linesPoison in disguiseTeacups full of candy-coatedPoison in disguiseTeacups full of candy coated linesDon’t you give me no, don’t you give me noDon’t you give me no lines!Don’t you give me no, don’t you give me noDon’t you give me no lines! www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20