John T. Wurzer - Glib Sarcastic and Jaded Lyrics

There ain't no sign upon your window that I can read
Is it the bump and grind of the bimbo that makes you bleed?
It ain't the world that comes arriving at my door
That makes me think that you and I should have much more
It ain't the teardrops on my shoes that make me cold
The sidewalk drips of southern blues that curl and fold
It's only love that lights the insides of that piece of what I traded
Is it any wonder after all this thunder that I'm still
Glib sarcastic and jaded

Well you got your attitude honey I got mine
You got the will to get still in the chill of a nickel and dime
I got the western winds that blow in every thought
That you told me had finally faded
It proves to warn that since the day I was born I was
Glib sarcastic and jaded

There ain't no match inside this wishing well for you
It is the end result of everything that we say and do
There is no broken bit of solitude tonight
That turns the moisture in your limbs to black and white
It doesn't make me want to find myself alone
There ain't no place to hide from your wireless telephone
It's only love and nothing more that was belated
Cut me down to size because I don't need your eyes I'm still
Glib sarcastic and jaded

Well you got your attitude honey I got mine
You got the will to get still in the chill of a nickel and dime
I got the western winds that blow in every thought
That you told me had finally faded
It proves to warn that since the day I was born I was
Glib sarcastic and jaded

There ain't no sign upon your window that I can read
Is it the bump and grind of the bimbo that makes you bleed?
It ain't the world that comes arriving at my door
That makes me think that you and I should have much more
It ain't the teardrops on the street that make me cold
The sidewalk drips of southern blues that curl and fold
It's only love that lights the insides of that piece of what I traded
Is it any wonder after all this thunder that I'm still
Glib sarcastic and jaded

You got your attitude honey I got mine
You got the will to get still in the chill of a nickel and dime
I got the western winds that blow in every thought
That you told me had finally faded
It proves to warn that since the day I was born that I was
Glib sarcastic and jaded

You got your attitude honey I got mine
You got the will to get still in the chill of a nickel and dime
I got the western winds that blow in every thought
That you told me had finally faded
It proves to warn that since the day I was born that I was
Glib sarcastic and jaded

Glib sarcastic and jaded
Glib sarcastic and jaded
Glib sarcastic and jaded
Glib sarcastic and jaded
Glib sarcastic and jaded
Glib sarcastic and jaded
Glib sarcastic and jaded
Glib sarcastic and jaded
Glib sarcastic and jaded
Glib sarcastic and jaded