Playhouses  Swept away by the river now  Confounded  Sound it out now    Vodka cran in your hand and whose litte girl are you now?  Oh I'd ask for this dance but I know you'd play like you don't know how  What your coy smile exposes  A recent memory of when we shit our bed of roses    And I know the moon above is shining down  But not for our love  So for who?  So for who?    Beneath the cigarettes and sugar shit of alcohol breath  I can taste the ocean of your tongue  Remember when we sat on the sidewalk of your old block  Against the wall under the stars  Talking about love's meaning  Well, I wasn't dreaming    I meant every word   Just didn't know your demons  Do you know mine, babe?  Are we wasting time, babe?    Playhouses  Haunted by  Broken spirits  Just trying to get high    Well we chose this course but  The weather changed  And the river froze  And when it thawed it was running  Backwards and dry now  I suppose it's appropriate to cry now    Over wasted time  And naked lies  Still get wasted sometimes