Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge on Seattle [In Utero]
It's so relieving, to know that you're leaving As soon as you get paid It's so relaxing, to hear that you're asking Whenever you get your way It's so soothing, to know that you'll sue me This is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad I miss the comfort in being sad I miss the comfort in being sad
In her false witness, we hope you're still with us To see if they float or drown Our favorite patient, a display of patience Disease-covered Puget Sound She'll come back as fire, to burn all the liars Leaving a blanket of ash on the ground
I miss the comfort in being sad I miss the comfort in being sad I miss the comfort in being sad
It's so relieving, to know that you're leaving As soon as you get paid It's so relaxing, to hear that you're asking Wherever you get your way It's so soothing, to know that you'll sue me Starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad I miss the comfort in being sad I miss the comfort in being sad