I am a very good brick layer
I am very skilled
I can also work with the stones
That I dug from the hill

But one tender look is all it takes
For them to crumble back to the ground
From whence they came

Outside the doors of the show
Juana Molina songs
Every word that I spoke
Mortar in the walls

But one tender look is all it takes
For them to crumble back to the ground
From whence they came

How can a sweet afternoon
Become a brick-hard night?
I'm still learning the rules
Of how to treat somebody right

I am a very good brick layer
I am very skilled
I can also work with the stones
That I dug from the hill
That I dug from the hill
That I dug from the hill
That I dug from the hill