Sandra from Scranton

She comes out on Sundays She moves after midnight And everything's secret and sacred She's got medical reasons For all these prescriptions I suppose that's enough explanation I ask what she's up to She just looked at the floor She's done playing music, she's bored of the tunes She don't go to shows anymore She asked where I'm living these days And I decided to tell her the truth She don't go out to the shows anymore But she still knows the boys and the blues Shake off the shadows Bash through the boards Wipe the grime from the windows Look out over the corners Sandra from Scranton All dressed up and dancing We're poised to make moves We shined up our shoes The expectations were made true We posed for the pictures All shiny and shattered And your sister went off for some actor So we scatter like spores And try to find purchase in dirt She once met a boy and she thought it might work The boy that she met was a jerk Shake off the shadows Bash through the boards Wipe the grime from the windows Look out over the corners Sandra from Scranton All dressed up and dancing We aren't gonna split any atoms tonight The future is only uncertain The guys on the bikes got whatever you like And a bird in the hand is worth something Didn't go to work on Monday or Tuesday And no, that's not how I planned it Blew out the first few days of this week On Sunday with Sandra from Scranton On Sunday with Sandra from Scranton