There she lay
Flowering with bruises
Laying on a Sunday
Stained sheets humbling
Outside her window
Like the black soldiers
And twisted like their widows
She doesn't have someone to lie to
But she'd love to have someone to deny it to
Nobody is shocked by her anymore
And she don't like the cracks on the dance floor
There she sways
Playing those old love songs like she don't care anyway
The cracks in her ceiling have no one promising to fix them
She's too weak now to reach them
She doesn't have someone to lie to
She'd love to have someone to deny it to
But nobody is shocked by her anymore
And she don't like the cracks on the dance floor
She don't want someone to hold her
How'd she love him?
Nobody told her
She'd love to have someone to lie to
Someone she could just show the door to.
compositores: Matthew Davies
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