Geraldine Lyrics

I come from a place
where every name
and every face
seem so familiar
In came Miss progress
In her black dress
look at the mess
she is a killer

Much like you and I
in every case that's made
There has to be a traitor

It's me this time
And i'm trading fun for right
Will I regret the notion later?
Geraldine is the name that comes to mind
When I go back to reminiscing
Abilene's a woman for my childhood
I spent the evenings kissing

I'm a fool for treating her alive
And loving something cold and rocky
The h***phobic gentlemen
built barricades but their efforts couldn't stop me

In came Miss progress
In her black dress
look at the mess
she is a killer
In came this progress
In her black dress
look at the mess
she is a killer

In came Miss progress
In her black dress
look at the mess
she is a killer

oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh