What we're doing is so wrong, and what you're
wearing is so right (it's so tight). But I've
never felt better so I'm going out to get her and
I don't care what set of wheels I steal to get
there. Balance is a minor setback. What she thinks
is all right, and the way she looks is just fine.
She sure as hell ain't you, but lord knows she'll
have to do. She don't know I'm alive but neither
do I so there's nothing left to lose. If I could
only make it make you want to want me. One more
drink, I think, should do. I wish that I could say
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Won't be back in time to hear it. So it's just as
well. No one out there gets back in alive. So I'll
love the way you stand so close to a guy who we
both know can't get near it. Strike when ready.
Burn the highway down. Let me hear her high heels
moan. I'm ready, set, go. There's cocaine in the
key that took us from the bar to her car to the
bedroom. Only the lonesome love us. Only the
careless can handle us. What's wrong with us that
we're so unamused?