From the recording Jazzman’s Lounge Vol. 1

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Krys in Indianapolis
blue light on her face
Mod window open
but it feels like outer space
Tony sold Ocean
she can’t say the name
so she cracks another oyster
like it’s somehow to blame

[Chorus]
Oysters and Ocean
both cut her open
salt on her lips
salt in her eyes
Trying every strange little potion
for a heart that won’t lie
Oysters and Ocean
she just wants to feel
fine

[Verse 2]
Beating on the drumset
hands already sore
hoping every kick
shakes him back through the door
Old sad country
static in the car
she’s changing out tires
just to not fall apart

[Chorus]
Oysters and Ocean
both cut her open
salt on her lips
salt in her eyes
Trying every strange little potion
for a heart that won’t lie
Oysters and Ocean
she just wants to feel
fine

[Bridge]
Cognac in a coffee mug
midnight on the floor (oh no)
Laughing at herself
for needing someone else’s chords
“How do you grieve
what was never really mine?”
she whispers to the silence
and takes another bite

[Chorus]
Oysters and Ocean
both cut her open
salt on her lips
salt in her eyes
Trying every strange little potion
for a heart that won’t lie
Oysters and Ocean
she’ll keep holding on
this time