playing quarters
and a nickle slot
white knuckles and a dollar forgot
faded dresses lifting high for more
I can't stay this way too long,
and I don't think I'd want to
do it when it feels right,
it never feels right
I'll stick it out when I'm ready
I'm never ready
soft palms and broken vows
pictures tell a thousand words
only a couple come out real loud
a few are gonna get you burned
I can't stay this way too long
Monday, May 31, 2010
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