There's a women sitting in a motel room counting minutes and seconds adding to her list of one hour loves. She's tired but the new will do she'll replace the body, his friends are good for a bang-bang! An amiable hobby, he's got a secret. Just keep it and sleep with it. He can't believe a thing you've said. We're going nowhere ...fair is fair.
The way you play with lives is such a big disguise we swear that we're not gonna' take it. The way you play with lives is such a big disguise we swear we're not running naked.
There's a man sitting in a motel waiting for a hooker that he never applied for ...or is it even her?
Just when it's perfect it's finite, he called it he said he's sober, it's over. So long. I burn the lamp. I burn when I do everything I do for you. (It's like being caught in the blaze). I hate you. (And I guess it's nothing new for you).
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