and the suns up
strike me while im down oh
one more gunsling
one more tide of the moon

and i say shit
ive got nothing to loose
didnt mean it
and i dont have a clue

in the spirit
of something like a good time
grin and bear it
coughing up til the sunrise

so you walk me
down the length of the boatyard
while your body
tears even further apart

everything will kill you
make it something pretty
everything is over just as soon as its beginning
i am sick for real babe
every day of my life
i will keep my head up and it may be for the last time

for the last time (pixie)

valentinesday