I'm your waiter, my rule of thumb
Appetisers, are two for
And by the time the thought had crossed your mind
What
When I laid in the sand I thought about you
When
There once a time I lived alone
To find you helplessly
Dreaming
Did I watch you wash away your life
And polish up
When my son cried, the tears could kill a man
I
You should rest some
before you drive
You should whisper
before you lie
Boys
What a weight it was off you
And you're silence saw
She thinks intuition
Is a feeling in her gut
What we got
You're watertight and wasted
You're watertight and wasted
It's got the best
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