Sharp disaster in a fresh new coma
Was it worth it
She said, "I've gotta be honest
You're wasting your time
I catalog these steps now
Decisive and intentioned
Precise and
VERSE 1:
Carry this picture for luck,
kept in a locket,
tucked in
Carve your heart out yourself
Hopelessness is your cell
Since
I guess it’s luck, but it’s the same
Hard luck,
Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep.
This air is
Hey girl, you’ve got a smart way about you
That
What you found sure upset you,
never saw it coming
Morning calls for pain relief
A line above the step
You called to say you wanted out.
Well, I can't say
Pacific sun
You should have warned us it gets so cold
I heard that you were home again
But you don't look
I was away for a while
But I'm hoping someday you'll
Well I've been bleeding well from this old wound,
Cleaning it