Calico - Widowspeak

Your house was a good one

Though the yard was overgrown

And your shirts were all tailored

And my dresses were all calico

Oh, your bed was always covered

The black pants you wouldn’t ware

That was part of the pattern

And it fit just like it should

CALICO, CALICO, CALICO, CALICO

CALICO, CALICO, CALICO, CALICO

When I released the spare room

I never sat in front of you

And through the thin wall

We heard our neighbors argue

But I couldn’t just shut up and lie

I never let you have your last night

CALICO, CALICO, CALICO, CALICO

CALICO, CALICO, CALICO, CALICO

CALICO, CALICO, CALICO, CALICO

CALICO, CALICO, CALICO, CALICO

Your house was a good one

Though the yard was overgrown

Your shirts were all tailored

My dresses were all calico