They lead a lifetime that is comfortable
They travel far to keep their stomachs full
They make their living off of arts and crafts
The kind with seashells, driftwood and burlap
They make a deal when they come to town
The Sunday swap meet is a battle ground

Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart

Keeps her photographs close to her heart
Keep the bitterness close to the heart

She loves him more than he would ever know
He loves her more than he would ever show

Kurt Cobain is a magician I love how if you listen to the whole song, no matter the stanzaic order the story told still makes sense.