[Verse 1] Yard sale sun Cardboard sign on the leaning gate Glass-eyed grin Propped up in the dusty crate “I’ll take him home” I joked as I paid in change Seller’s voice “Don’t you ever say his name” [Verse 2] Stuck him in the corner On my wobbly dresser shelf Painted-on tux Hands folded like he’s trying to help Found that note Torn and tucked beneath his shoe Four short words I was dumb enough to read them through [Chorus] Now the wooden smile is wider every night (so wide) He just stares and stares till I kill the light Every little accident I know who pulled the string But my family says it’s all in my head While the walls crawl Pictures fall Dog runs and hides instead Blame it on me Never on the thing on my bed [Verse 3] Sister’s hair Chopped clean in a crooked line Scissors on my pillow Like the crime was mine Dad’s car rolls Out the drive Hits the mailbox hard Keys in my backpack Muddy tracks through the yard [Pre-Chorus] He laughs when they turn away (I hear it) Teeth painted Still they chatter my name I point at his plastic hands But they just pray Say I’m to blame [Chorus] Now the wooden smile is wider every night (don’t blink) He just stares and stares till I kill the light Every little accident I know who pulled the string But my family says it’s all in my head While the walls crawl Pictures fall Dog runs and hides instead Blame it on me Never on the thing on my bed [Bridge] [Guitars drop to eerie clean arpeggios] I tried to burn him But the matches died in my hand Tried to drown him He just laughed in the dishpan He whispered “You brought me You spoke So we’re tied” (so tied) “If they never believe you I get to stay inside” [Chorus] Now the wooden smile is wider every night (so wide) He just stares and stares till I kill the light Every little accident I know who pulled the string But my family says it’s all in my head While the floor cracks Clocks stop Brother wakes up red Blame it on me Blame it on me Never on the thing on my bed (wake up, wake up)

rock, Brooding eerie rock with female vocals, minor-key guitars that swing between clean tremolo verses and explosive fuzz choruses, bass stalking the root. Drums stay tom-heavy and tribal in the verses, open the cymbals in the hook. Add ghostly doubled whispers on key phrases and a warped toy-piano texture in the bridge for extra unease. Slow build to a final, cut-off snare hit and lingering feedback.

Wooden Smile