Monday, May 31, 2010

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

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