April 21, 2004

TRUE, LIES

It happened,
It happened too many times.
I thought I could brush it off,
It wouldn't have to be mine.

. So, on staircases everywhere
. ...as well as in my head
. we kissed the sun,
. we licked the sky with our
. whiskey-dripping mouths and she,

she tried to get away,
'cause I guess they get scared,
but we saw it in her body, in the way... .[she moved with us.]

. It's happening,
. It's happening all over again.
. He promised he'd stay away
. "But that Italian cookin', it's just so sweet."
. Yeah, babe. .(it sure is)

We, yeah, we lure her into our beds
with cinnamon sticks .and cigarettes, she says,
SHE SAYS she loves the way...
. but he calls {and calls and calls}
. to check in like his mother
. But I'm a girl,
Just A Girl.

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