The Worm In Every Apple - Kevin Devine

Seems like every bird I see sings her siren song for me

Though there’s music sounding sweetly in my home

And I admit I get confused by each arbitrary muse

But every dog is duty bound to chase his bone

Seems like everywhere I look there’s another scheming crook

In a posture I know closely as my own

And I’m trying to address it, but I’m good at making messes

So snap the bracelets, I’m confessing, cut my throat

And I thought it’d quiet down by now

Yeah, I thought it’d all just straighten out

But I can see i was mistaken

Nothing settles

Nothing’s sacred

Just the whole truth sitting sour in my mouth

And I thought it’d quiet down, you know

Yeah, I thought it’d all just sorta slow

But passivity is reckless

When it’s true love you’re protecting

You’re the worm in every apple, laying low

Seems like every bird I see sings her siren song for me