Photographs of you like a deck of cards

They go shuffling inside of my heart

and I seal my lips with lipstick stitches worrying about the ways in which you might hurt me

The bones in your neck and I'm a nervous wreck

I trip on the slip of your dress

I can't get no rest

I fe...

Lo, my name is Leona Barnett

I snap my fingers and it's like a castanet

My man drove a coal car and the coal car wrecked

So now I go working in the mines

There ain't no other work 

so I hear told

that cruel black dust turns right into gold

for those suitcase men that do contr...

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