silver scents of Saint Augustine   fire in the ground   between my better teeth   we're dancing on the poison in their graves   at the end of the night   we'd all seen better days      i know you tried   i know you're cursed   i know your best was still your worst   when Hollywood was calling out your name      if i stayed behind   would you let your hair grow?   i will forget   the favors that you owe   I'm dreaming of car wrecks and thunderstorms bright   let's bury ourselves   and go haunt someone tonight      i know you tried   i know you're cursed   i know your best was still your worst   when Hollywood was calling out your name      Saint Augustine