Vanderlay - St. Petersburg Lyrics

She's returning from St. Petersburg, she said she couldn't make it alone
And on the way back from the airport she says she's going to build herself a home
And her room still smells like cardamon, it's as if she never left
But I still feel the void she made that day when I see that new tattoo between her breasts

So suddenly I'm on the outside looking back into a life I helped to shape
Now the slightest sign of weakness, gives her the cue to lay my crippled heart to waste

She's a five four foot tall monolith with eyes that will sink you like a stone
But if she saw her life on a histogram, she'd see that all the highlights are overblown
I know the writings on the wall my dear but if I don't want to read it, then I won't
And you can turn my head against my will, but you can't force a lump in my throat

And all the while you're building shelter from the storm that you were so keen to create
Laughing at me through the keyhole, of a thousand locks that you are forcing me to break
And I guess that I will now, cause I'm so blind
Quickly swallow the pill now, before you change your mind

I guess that you were born for the limelight and I was born to hide
But give me nine more years, and God help me, I'll surely turn the tide