Chuckie Campbell

Lyrics

Behind Her Eyes

Introduction:

There's something about now
that’s got me laying low
waiting on the high rise, fam
my heartbeat drops
and I feel it in the night
it's the feeling of the lost being found
I've been drinking brown liquor
mind spinning since the sun went down
I can feel it in the air of the city
singing to me gently
the pressures of the day
her love couldn't see it my way, okay

Verse 1:

Her sadness feels like rubber skin
make up, lipstick, summer trends
like plastic shells of mannequins
she's pale and thin as porcelain
with black, stone eyes of lifeless dolls
her hair is frayed like balls of yarn
her frail and useless, mindless arms
motion as if not in charge
stringed like puppets
owned by Gods, unsure if men
should own their minds
recalls this life, as it was, sometimes
no pills to trade the lows for highs
inside a tangled soul unwinds
with nothing real behind her eyes
there's nothing real behind her eyes
there's nothing real behind her eyes

Collision:

There's nothing real behind her eyes (back harmony) (x4)
Nothing (back harmony) (x8)

Verse 1 continued:

There's nothing real behind her eyes
when her mother visits she cannot cry
but deep within she wants to die
deep within she wants to die
deep within she wants to die
so deep within she wants to die
deep within she wants to die

Verse 1 coda:

Imagine the emptiness, the loss.
Some things we can't come back from.
But what if we could?

Verse 2:

To say goodbye year after year
almost nothing reverse her tears
but imagine brief, a winding gear
pulling back, where nothing's real
rewinding life like movie film
a ghost beneath is lifting limbs
free from strings, untied by will
out her mouth fly fluorescent pills
land in palms, return to rims
of plastic bottles, prescriptions filled
xanax, valium, vicodin
her blackened eyes, find life again
hair grows bright in flowing wind
the plastic shell of a mannequin
now tender flesh, still transient
damaged veins from heroin
go purple, pink, and heal her skin

An apartment filled with clueless kids
watch backward words from moving lips
reverse the sounds that once convinced
their minds and hearts
that mother's scars were wounds
once healed by magic wands
afar they call like saddened songs
she ignores them all
backpedals halls
a room of steepened, darkened stairs
that appear to lead her to nowhere
emerge atop a building roof
and out into the summer air

I'm drunk and hurt
and consumed with self
the words I say are deeply felt
before they escape my angry breath
I reverse a step, she comes to me
an index finger in my chest
pulls it back and
kisses me
turns around and faces out
where the sun once down now rises up
did she tell me time was up
before I knew my time was up
I'm still on top that building drunk
staring out at the setting sun
we're still on top that building drunk
staring out at the setting sun

End song