two dollar color pictures from a photo booth. dirty, stepped on, lying out on the floor of their room. faces fell long in the half-light. he looks all wrong.
I met a girl. Snowball in hell. She was scarred. And as cracked as the Liberty Bell. . I got her to. Come on, move in with me. And I said I'd find a better place.
There was a grown man dying from fright. There was a grown man dying from fright. So surprised at the things he'd say. With a giant fantasy life. Runnin 'round on feet of clay.