21 July 2014


She had a face straight outta magazine

God only knows but you'll never leave her
Her balaclava is starting to chafe
And when she gets his gun he's begging, "Babe, stay, stay, stay, stay, stay."

I'll give you one more time
We'll give you one more fight
Said one more line
Will I know you

Now if you never shoot, you'll never know
And if you never eat, you'll never grow
You've got a pretty kind of dirty face
And when she's leaving your home she's begging you, "Stay..."

Laying on the ground
smoking another cigarette
while tears pour out of the corner of my kohl-lined smudged lids
choked up over discolored thoughts

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