Lyrics Grace - Sage Francis
Patience
is
a
virtue,
virtue
is
a
grace
Grace
is
a
little
girl
who
wouldn't
wash
her
face
Grace
is
a
virtue,
virtue
is
a
mean
Between
two
extremes,
one
of
excess,
one
of
deficiencies
Patience
is
a
virtue,
virtue
is
a
dirty
stain
Cleanliness
is
next
to
godliness
and
isn't
worth
the
pain
Grace
is
a
virtue,
virtue
of
the
pageant
And
this
is
not
a
love
ballad
You
suggested
Lithium
to
get
me
better
again
That
is
unless
if
we,
uhm,
get
together
again
But
that
ain't
gonna
happen,
never
again
Send
my
well
wishes
to
your
nutritionist
Your
dietician,
your
pharmacist
Your
personal
trainer
and
your
accomplices
Your
partners
in
thought
crime
Your
criminal
group
thinking
doctors
online
There
is
a
difference
between
what
is
and
isn't
Business
and
friendship
Parental
assistance
and
an
assistant
A
permanent
solution
and
a
quick-fix
A
fit
body
and
sound
mind
A
hundred
hour
weeks,
and
dangerous
amounts
of
downtime
You
got
a
lot
to
offer,
but
you're
not
an
author
If
I
kill
your
persecution
complex
that
don't
make
you
a
martyr
Drop
the
styrofoam
cross,
you
can't
walk
on
water
You
could
use
it
for
floatation,
not
a
flying
saucer
You
suggested
professional
help
like
I
wasn't
mentally
well
What
I
was
feeling
wasn't
mentally
felt
Duly
noted,
you'll
be
quoted
in
the
eulogy
It'll
be
passed
off
as
poetry
between
you
and
me
I
know
you
know
the
difference
between
confession
and
conjecture
Prosity
and
needing
to
be
lectured
to
a
meet
up
The
student
becomes
the
teacher,
the
son
becomes
a
parent
From
a
scab
to
teamster,
the
sun
becomes
apparent
From
a
chemical
imbalance
to
a
litany
of
habits
And
this
is
not
a
love
ballad
You
should
drown
me
in
that
womanhood
and
teach
me
how
to
swim
Beat
me
with
my
own
hands
and
tie
down
my
limbs
Suffer
for
my
sins
or
let
me
suffer
from
within
But
in
the
end
this
is
not
a
love
ballad
We
can
battle
with
tattoos
to
cover
up
the
bruises
The
first
to
show
any
sign
of
discomfort
loses
For
the
first
time
in
a
long
time
you're
not
who
my
muse
is
And
this
is
not
a
love
ballad
I'm
not
thirsty,
I
just
got
hungry
eyes,
you
look
appetizing
And
from
a
distant
stare
broken
eye
contact
in
disrepair
Sometimes
I
disappear,
but
now
you
see
me
A
part
Irish
goodbye,
other
part
Harry
Houdini
Put
my
feet
to
the
fire,
I
got
Satan
on
my
heels
If
it's
all
about
prestige,
just
wait
for
the
reveal
I
got
a
new
bag
of
tricks
to
turn,
a
new
black
magic
woman
bitch
to
burn
So
much
for
live
and
learn
Patience
is
a
virtue,
virtue
is
a
grace
Grace
is
a
little
girl
who
wouldn't
wash
her
face
Grace
is
a
virtue,
virtue
is
a
mean
Between
two
extremes,
one
of
excess,
one
of
deficiencies
Patience
is
a
virtue,
virtue
is
a
dirty
stain
Cleanliness
is
next
to
godliness
and
isn't
worth
the
pain
Grace
is
a
virtue,
virtue
of
the
pageant
And
this
is
not
a
love
ballad
Is
a
music
box
that
haunts
me
from
the
top-shelf
of
the
bedroom
closet
I
don't
touch
it,
it
just
cuddles
with
my
conscience
I'm
on
constant
guard,
jittery
the
whole
night
Clinging
the
sheets
because
it
sings
to
me
slow
like
And
that's
her
song
running
through
an
hourglass
Built
with
two
wine
bottles
that
I
found
in
a
flower
patch
Planting
it
in
quicksand,
refusing
to
sink
fast
Abusing
me
slow,
I
hear
the
music
and
I
think
back
Before
the
fall,
before
the
set
up
Before
the
interest
in
sex
even
developed
I
fell
in
love
with
distance
as
an
ex's
best
friend
There
used
to
be
revenge,
but
i
couldn't
see
no
end
So
I
had
to
switch
the
lens
in
and
focus
on
some
flesh
No
more
clinging
to
old
threads
1 Pressure Cooker
2 Grace
3 ID Thieves
4 Cheat Code
5 Dead Man's Float
6 Over Under
7 Make Em Purr
8 Vonnegut Busy
9 Thank You
10 The Set Up
11 The Place She Feared Most
12 Once Upon A Blood Moon
13 Say Uncle
14 MAINT REQD
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