Ana the one-eyed girl
Says pointed sticks and sinking ships
Can loose the tripwires all around
She winks at me as they go down
Ana the one-eyed girl
She runs her numbers back to me
Drinking and laughing and lost at sea
She listens to my broken heartbeat
She listens to my broken heartbeat
Ana the one-eyed girl

She wrote a letter to the Times
Said you don’t know the half of it
You talk too much you’re seeing double
All you get’s a dollar for your trouble

Ana the one-eyed girl
Takes off her walking shoes
She curls up slowly next to me
I wash her face I rub her feet
I let her talk I listen good
I listen to her broken heartbeat
I listen to her broken heartbeat
Listen to her broken heart
Ana the one-eyed girl