All Wrapped Up

All Wrapped Up

She sighs as her eyes recognize his disguise
That’s everything, everything all wrapped up
She knows more than she shows
She follows her nose wherever it goes
And that’s everything, everything all wrapped up

And though the seams are stitched together
They come apart
A patchwork where the pieces never quite fit
Too loose, too tight, too dull, too bright
For their own damn good
Too late for sainthood now

So tired, one wasted, one wired
The things they desired betrayed and backfired
But that’s everything, everything all wrapped up

And though they seem to fit together
They come apart
A puzzle where the pieces never quite fit
Too loose, too tight, too dull, too bright
For their own damned good
Too late for sainthood now

You’d think, when pushed to the brink
Nowhere left to sink
But, hell – what’s one more drink
But that’s everything, everything all wrapped up

©1991 Jessie Jacobson

Jessie Jacobson: Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Drum Programming

Produced by Jessie Jacobson • Recorded on AKAI analog 12-track 1991.