The White Stripes 300mph Torrential Outpoor Blues Lyrics

I'm ringing back doors
that are no longer there
I'm getting hard on myself
sitting in my easy chair

Well there's three people in the mirror
And I'm wondering which one of them I should choose
Well I can't keep from laughing
spittin' out these 300 mile per hour outpoor blues

I'm breaking my teeth off
trying to bite my lip
there's all kinds of redheaded women
And I ain't supposed to care/get

It's that color which never fails
To turn me blue
So I just swallow it and hold on to it
And use it to scare the hell out of you

I had a woman, says come and watch me bleed
And I'm wondering just how I can do that
and still give her everything that she needs

but there's three people in my head that have the answer
and one of them has got to be you
but you're holding tight to it
The answer sits in those 300mph Torrential Outpoor Blues

Put on gloves, tight scarf and wrap up warm
On this winter night
Every time you get defensive
you're just looking for a fight
It's safe to say somebody out there's got a problem ...
Well next time they stab you don't fight back
just play the victim instead of playing the fool

The roads are covered with a million little molecules
of cigarette ashes and the school floors
are covered with pieces of pencil eraser too

well, Sooner or later, the grounds gonna be holding on to my ashes too
Well I can't help but wonder if after I'm gone will I still have those 300mph finger breakin', no answers makin', bad and dirty dancin', be stung and busted up empty cup torrential outpour blues

one thing is for sure in that grave yard,
I'm gonna have the shinniest pair of shoes

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