The New Pornographers:Stacked Crooked

I counted on my private Altamont.
Trusted it all along, but now I'm on my way.
We left the house, your fingers in my mouth.
Stacked crooked all along, but now I'm on my way.

The folks left me the red light of the hours.
I tried to imagine it, I couldn't imagine it.
The vantage falling from the ivory tower.
I tried to imagine it, I couldn't imagine it.

You clicked your tops, your cryptic crossword locks.
You nearly abandoned thoughts and now it's hard to say.
Why will it wait in smoke and mirror states?
Stacked crooked all along, but now I'm on my way.

The force of the red light of the hours.
I tried to imagine it, I couldn't imagine it.
The vantage falling from the ivory tower.
I tried to imagine it, I couldn't imagine it.

Do not, do not deny me, deny my right to feel.
Do not, do not deny me my Achilles heel.
Do not, do not deny my attention to detail.
Do not, do not deny me, the clicking of the heels.