and i knew how doomed it was
when You slammed the door
without so much as a...
well i could blame myself
but the door never shut
and i've see Your eyes
scroll through magazines
i knew You were here with me
just cause You saw me last
well the radio lulled along
as you tricked into the cast
yea its too bad, We never hung around
miles, never tuned out the sound
of a thousand nails, and thighs
words lamented, sealed, with sighs
and i'm still waiting it out
in a machine
with roads and time
claiming me
when i step out, when the smoke recedes
tell me Love, what will i be?
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