Lyric Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle

It s so relieving to know that you re leaving as soon as you get paid
It s so relaxing to hear you re asking wherever you get your way
I s so soothing to know that you ll sue me, this is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad

In her false withness, we hope you re still with us, to see if they float or
drown
Our favorite paitent, A display of patience, disease-covered Puget Sound
She ll come back as fire, to burn all the liars, and leave a blanket of ash
on the ground
I miss the comfort in being sad